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Con Report: Furlandia.
6 years ago
Being taught to avoid talking about Politics and Religion has led to a lack of understanding of Politics and Religion. What we should have been taught was how to have a civil conversation about a difficult topic.
Day one. left the house at 0700. other business held me to about an 1100 arrival time at the Airport Sheraton. Got in line for Registration, but was not allowed to stay in it. one of the con com notices I am in the line and pulls me out of line to go to the next available registration computer. smiling has he did so asking "You're gonna help, Right?" So after registering, I go straight to the con-ops room, and they are all glad to see me. I announce that I would help, but let me hit the dealers room first. they show me the uniform, (a STAFF t-shirt and lanyard) and tell me I would get one when I came back.
The dealers room was nice, was amused to see Flinters there, as he had said bad things about us previously. hit the usual suspects for their goods, got a new Talk shit get bit sticker from Etuix, got into a morality fight with Mary Lowd, bought an F-bomb from Madison Keller, (a sewn plushie) told an author named Clegg (forgot her first name) that I would be picking up her books from amazon for my Kindle, and she was happy to hear it. lots of fun, towed the swag out to the car, and got ready to go Volunteer.
this year, instead of doing the door at the fursuit dance I did the St; Helen's rooms, checking badges and later checking ID's as the BDSM classes were adults only. went to about midnight and got 8 hours time in that day.
Saturday was interesting, no great trouble, got started about noon again I hit the dealer room first, a silly sticker of a product, Cat Spit shampoo, for that fresh licked look. Was just happy as heck to see Maggie ( Etiuix) again, bought a smaller version of her Talk shit, get bit sticker. hauled things back to the truck and not having learned my lesson I went and volunteered again. this time I was held close, and worked the Registration line. missed the Fursuit parade, but these people needed to be directed into the registration computers. got that done, took a break, and enjoyed a dinner at the hotel restaurant. went back on to finish the night at St.helens. same thing. badges and ID's.
Sunday started a little later than usual, and I took in a panel of beginning fursuit construction. while I was participating, one of the other constaff folks came up to me and asked me to come back on shift.
I did, feeling a little bit silly. that day, I was sent down to the Headless lounge. The headless lounge is a needed thing, providing an out-of-character place where a fursuit can be taken off and the person wearing can get a drink of water and be made cooler. (there are a bunch of fans in that room) suits can be dried out, (they collect sweat and moisture from the wearer) and the fursuiter can just rest.
stayed till 1730, and left for Wilsonville. got gas, did business, had dinner, and drove strait back to Olympia.
The dealers room was nice, was amused to see Flinters there, as he had said bad things about us previously. hit the usual suspects for their goods, got a new Talk shit get bit sticker from Etuix, got into a morality fight with Mary Lowd, bought an F-bomb from Madison Keller, (a sewn plushie) told an author named Clegg (forgot her first name) that I would be picking up her books from amazon for my Kindle, and she was happy to hear it. lots of fun, towed the swag out to the car, and got ready to go Volunteer.
this year, instead of doing the door at the fursuit dance I did the St; Helen's rooms, checking badges and later checking ID's as the BDSM classes were adults only. went to about midnight and got 8 hours time in that day.
Saturday was interesting, no great trouble, got started about noon again I hit the dealer room first, a silly sticker of a product, Cat Spit shampoo, for that fresh licked look. Was just happy as heck to see Maggie ( Etiuix) again, bought a smaller version of her Talk shit, get bit sticker. hauled things back to the truck and not having learned my lesson I went and volunteered again. this time I was held close, and worked the Registration line. missed the Fursuit parade, but these people needed to be directed into the registration computers. got that done, took a break, and enjoyed a dinner at the hotel restaurant. went back on to finish the night at St.helens. same thing. badges and ID's.
Sunday started a little later than usual, and I took in a panel of beginning fursuit construction. while I was participating, one of the other constaff folks came up to me and asked me to come back on shift.
I did, feeling a little bit silly. that day, I was sent down to the Headless lounge. The headless lounge is a needed thing, providing an out-of-character place where a fursuit can be taken off and the person wearing can get a drink of water and be made cooler. (there are a bunch of fans in that room) suits can be dried out, (they collect sweat and moisture from the wearer) and the fursuiter can just rest.
stayed till 1730, and left for Wilsonville. got gas, did business, had dinner, and drove strait back to Olympia.
Now I want an F-bomb, too.
is the link to get one yourself