I went to a couple of get-togethers on Saturday after work. The first was with a local Happy Hour Meetup group at the Wyndham Mining Exchange. This was the hotel where Donald Trump had gotten himself stuck in an elevator. The bar offered 2-for-1 appetizers, so I had popcorn chicken and green chili cheese fries along with two local beers. Later that night, I attended a friend's birthday party at a bar on the west side called Cerberus Brewing Company. This bar has both a patio and a large yard where patrons with dogs can hang out. I had a few rum-and-cokes and a dessert of "puppy chow" (rice cereal coated with peanut butter, chocolate and powdered sugar.) After the party, I bought a couple of souvenirs from the bar: a collar/bottle opener and a plastic bowl.

I tried on the body of my new fursuit Sunday night. I'm glad the maker said she could adjust the crotch if needed, because it's definitely needed. The suit's legs wound up still being baggy while the upper body was an inch or two short. Lowering the crotch a few inches should solve that problem. I tried on the head, hands and feet, and those fit just fine. I could still wear the head and tail to this Saturday's bowling meet.