But, Mom, he followed me home...

I've been told I need a new hobby. This, to me, seems absurd when the old hobbies are all still perfectly viable.

Here is a primitive first attempt at stop motion animation.



You will note that "walking up to the camera" looks significantly less impressive than "getting up on his hind legs and roaring." I suspect that is because his small feet made incrementally moving him difficult (as soon as he was on fewer than three feet, he started slipping all over the place). Here he is with the addition of bottle cap feet. (That's right: the theorist just did an experiment. Don't worry. I won't include any error bars.)



Well... that's better.... but it's not good. The point is to be able to tell a story (involving monsters!) with this, and, at this point, I think the discontinuous nature of the motion is still too distracting to make that feasible. Suspending him from two pieces of fishing wire (as I have) may not be the best way to hold him steady against gravity between frames. I'll need to think some more about this.

Special thanks to Tim, who taught me that there is nothing you cannot do with a hot glue gun.