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Whiskerino 2005 = Wood­stock 1969.
A mag­i­cal event that was big­ger than any­one could have antic­i­pated. Whiskerino 2005 bor­dered on being “life-altering” which is not an easy thing to be when you aren’t even trying.

Whiskerino 2007 = Wood­stock 1999.
Though not com­mer­cially forced, the par­tic­i­pants (myself included) are look­ing for a bot­tled ver­sion of what­ever Whiskerino 2005 was and it’s just not hap­pen­ing. I’m not quit­ting, I’m just not hav­ing as much fun. I think I might even be try­ing too hard. I really need the com­mu­nity, and it’s nice to chat with my bearded homies again. My really good friends from two years ago are heav­ily occu­pied with per­sonal issues or just too damned busy to step up the game. It’s too bad. Rather than act­ing as a sup­port sys­tem for these per­sonal issues (the way we thought it would hap­pen), Whiskerino seems to be a chore to par­tic­i­pate in. Under­stand­able, though, as there are more than dou­ble the num­ber of par­tic­i­pants with only a small per­cent­age of them being much fun to chat with. This makes it both hard to meet the new guys and keep up with the old favorites.