Now Vincent has yet another thing to blame me for. First it was the Geeks In Love, his online comic strip chronicling the daily lives of a pair of geeks. You see, he says I’m his muse, which is why it’s all my fault.
To my knowledge, I had never been a muse before I met Vincent. Sure, I’ve had guys recite things to me like “Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale / Her infinite variety: other women cloy / The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry / Where most she satisfies…”* That was nice. Very nice, even. But they were just quoting other people’s words inspired by other muses.
It’s rather scary to be a muse sometimes; a big responsibility. I feel pressure to keep the inspiration flowing. But evidently I’m doing something right, because for the last three plus months, Vincent spent big chunks of his spare time at his computer in a creative bubble; oblivious, impervious, uncommunicative. If I pouted that he wasn’t paying enough attention to me, or suggested he occasionally take out the trash too, he would grumble “This is your fault.” I guess that’s one of the hazards of muse work.
So what was he doing for three months, you ask? The answer is a beautiful, colorful, exciting, fun, sophisticated new site dedicated exclusively to his music. I must say I do excellent work (he’s not bad either).
Until now, his music has been scattered all over the Web and it was nearly impossible to get a sense of just how prolific and versatile a composer/musician Vincent really is. So I bitched (as per the muse job description) and said he wasn’t giving his music the respect it deserved.
As they say, “good work is rewarded with more work” so, because I’m such a superior muse, as soon as the music site was done, Vincent went into another (short-term) bubble making his first ever music video for his song Round and Round (NSFW version). Here it is, for your listening and viewing pleasure.
Not only am I the official Vincent Knobil muse, I am also the official biographer (see the “About” links on the Geeks site and the music site), and camerawoman for his soon-to-be-famous (or -banned) video.
If you appreciate my work, do become a fan of Vincent’s music on Facebook!
*Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
I got stuck on the avatars for a while, though, because I couldn’t pick a type. I’m a composite of four or five of them, depending on my mood and what I’m doing… But that’s half the fun and, as a user, I was engaged. 
That explains why this template jumped out at me and took me back, on that fall day in Paris, to a time when half the clothes in my closet looked like this. Didn’t hurt that with the onset of black clothing season in Paris, I have been in a seriously pink mood.
Problem is, nobody’s gonna know that – no card owner (or few), no recipient, no recycling facility – because the symbol that appears on the site (and you have to go looking for it) is nowhere to be seen on the cards themselves. They need to print it prominently, and proudly, on the backs of the cards, next to their logo (and also to display it prominently on the site).
If you’ve been searching the web for a shelter animal to rescue in France, you’ve probably noticed an abominable lack of coordination among shelters and agencies, logic-defying website organization, inadequate information, and general incoherence.
