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The news we have all been waiting to share is finally here. Our biggest adventure awaits us as we embark on our quest of taking Stinky Dragon 💥INDEPENDENT! 💥 We wouldn’t be here without all of our Lil’ Stinkers, and we could not be more excited for what our future holds. We’ll be back with the continuation of Campaign 2 in June, where we’ll also have more details on ways to support us so we can continue making the show! We appreciate your patience through this massive transition. We truly wouldn’t be here without all of you. Thank you for being stinky with us, and we look forward to seeing you in June!

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

In 2013 I dropped everything about my life of 28 years to move halfway across the country to take a job with Rooster Teeth Productions designing merchandise. I made shirts. And damn good ones, too. This change was all part of an attempt to restart my life anew and to embed myself into something I was passionate about. I thought Rooster Teeth was a special place and I wanted to be a part of it. And after over a decade of my life dedicated and devoted to this job, I can honestly tell you on this last day of its operation, that Rooster Teeth was in fact not a special company. The office was the same as hundreds of other offices across our country. The production equipment, computers and corporate infrastructure were identical to countless other entertainment businesses. And just like so many other places of work, it had its ups and downs ranging from momentous victories to soul crushing defeats. But I know something else to be true. What was special were the people I met and grew close to while working there that have filled what essentially is now my entire 30’s with memories and support I never thought I deserved or needed. People that helped me through an ugly and difficult divorce. Friends that held my hand and watched my back when I came out of the closet. Who stood by me with patience and care while I wrestled with a diagnosis of depression and severe anxiety (go to therapy, get medicated, y’all.) Beautiful souls that have filled the last quarter of my life with memories I will treasure and look back on fondly when I am in my retirement home, mostly blind and deaf but still playing Pokémon somehow. I’ve come to terms with this impending change and I’m ready to say goodbye to Rooster Teeth. Nothing lasts forever and change is a powerful and necessary force. I learned that from Jean Grey. I’m excited about what’s ahead. The great and powerful “NEXT!” And I’m content with knowing I am lucky to have been gifted time and shared love with the best people this world has to offer. Be good, be kind, be brave. Thank you.

Did something last Friday that I had never gotten around to doing after playing Stardew Valley off and on for 8 years.

Yoga with kittens for the #garfieldmovie is the best way to spend a Sunday, turns out. And getting to see @chupiedoesntgiveameow again as a bonus? Day well spent.

Yoga with kittens for the #garfieldmovie is the best way to spend a Sunday, turns out. And getting to see @chupiedoesntgiveameow again as a bonus? Day well spent.