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My Megaplex Report, 2011 edition.
14 years ago
I've procrastinated on writing my con report. This one is gonna be short and sweet in comparison to my former long ramblings of happenings.
Just like every single other Orlando event, the tradition continues that something unexpected delays our arrival. This year it was Kuppy being held up by something for his work.
I packed on Friday morning, piss-poorly! I couldn't find my collars and the majority of my badges (they must be hanging out together somewhere). Drop my dog off at the doggie camp place, pick up a local furry hitch-hiker who needed a ride, bank stop, liqour store stop (booze is way overpriced around Mouse-world.), gas station stop, and off for some highway driving in a beater van with no air conditioning.
Get to hotel, get in room, see cub friends, meet more cub friends, wander, explore, eat cake, socialize, see Uncle Kage tell stories, watch minor drama, laugh off minor drama, setup karaoke, perform karaoke, tear down karaoke, back to room for socializing and drinking. Pass out.
Woke up in time to make the fursuit parade, wandered in suit and sweated buckets. Later in the day I suited again and took advantage of the photo-shoot. That was crazy cool, the photographer was creative in coming up with ideas and poses. Went with friends to Cracker Barrel for some country goodness, and supermarket run. Socialized, Did karaoke again by popular demand (but earlier), then I drank vodka like it was water for the rest of the night and was like wooooo!
The next morning I didn't want to move, but eventually did. Did the Shoney's Breakfast buffet tradition also, but my tum tum was in a bad state so mostly I just gulped down liquids.
At the Funday Pawpet show, I got a laugh for pulling out a pair of KP's boxer shorts during the audience participation story, then kinda embarrassed myself for a signed poster.
http://www.justin.tv/megaplex/b/291476402 (scene @ 1:14:45)
It was like a scavenger hunt type dealie whee they were calling out things that people might have on them, and first to show each thing gets signed poster.
So, all the sudden Mutt calls out the next item as "who has a diaper on?" Theres a bunch of other cubs sitting in the same area, but nobody's moving. Then before I knew it, I was standing and slowly making my way to the stage. Where Uncle Kage peeks in my shorts to verify theres a diaper in there.
I held up the poster and muttered "I have no shame!"
Enter a very weird feeling of embarrassment, humiliation, mixed with a hint fuzzy warmth that didn't go away for quite some time.
Bawww, fun times fly by so quickly, and it was time to say goodbyes and roll on home.
To all the old friends and new friends, cubs and big kids, thanks for an awesome time. I am too lazy for proper name-dropping (and some don't care to be mentioned by the likes of me *evil laughter* But know, I love you all very much.
-Muira
Just like every single other Orlando event, the tradition continues that something unexpected delays our arrival. This year it was Kuppy being held up by something for his work.
I packed on Friday morning, piss-poorly! I couldn't find my collars and the majority of my badges (they must be hanging out together somewhere). Drop my dog off at the doggie camp place, pick up a local furry hitch-hiker who needed a ride, bank stop, liqour store stop (booze is way overpriced around Mouse-world.), gas station stop, and off for some highway driving in a beater van with no air conditioning.
Get to hotel, get in room, see cub friends, meet more cub friends, wander, explore, eat cake, socialize, see Uncle Kage tell stories, watch minor drama, laugh off minor drama, setup karaoke, perform karaoke, tear down karaoke, back to room for socializing and drinking. Pass out.
Woke up in time to make the fursuit parade, wandered in suit and sweated buckets. Later in the day I suited again and took advantage of the photo-shoot. That was crazy cool, the photographer was creative in coming up with ideas and poses. Went with friends to Cracker Barrel for some country goodness, and supermarket run. Socialized, Did karaoke again by popular demand (but earlier), then I drank vodka like it was water for the rest of the night and was like wooooo!
The next morning I didn't want to move, but eventually did. Did the Shoney's Breakfast buffet tradition also, but my tum tum was in a bad state so mostly I just gulped down liquids.
At the Funday Pawpet show, I got a laugh for pulling out a pair of KP's boxer shorts during the audience participation story, then kinda embarrassed myself for a signed poster.
http://www.justin.tv/megaplex/b/291476402 (scene @ 1:14:45)
It was like a scavenger hunt type dealie whee they were calling out things that people might have on them, and first to show each thing gets signed poster.
So, all the sudden Mutt calls out the next item as "who has a diaper on?" Theres a bunch of other cubs sitting in the same area, but nobody's moving. Then before I knew it, I was standing and slowly making my way to the stage. Where Uncle Kage peeks in my shorts to verify theres a diaper in there.
I held up the poster and muttered "I have no shame!"
Enter a very weird feeling of embarrassment, humiliation, mixed with a hint fuzzy warmth that didn't go away for quite some time.
Bawww, fun times fly by so quickly, and it was time to say goodbyes and roll on home.
To all the old friends and new friends, cubs and big kids, thanks for an awesome time. I am too lazy for proper name-dropping (and some don't care to be mentioned by the likes of me *evil laughter* But know, I love you all very much.
-Muira
*droops ears* I hope the 'Diaper Hunt' wasn't my fault....