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Posted 15 years agoI normally don't spam my acrobat nonsense on furry related sites/boards, but I thought this one would be appropriate. Hurr the ears make it furry!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPhj.....eature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPhj.....eature=channel
FC awesome fun time yeah~
Posted 16 years agoGoin' to cross post this here, because I neglect FA to much.
FC hit me like a bullet train. I would say it was freakin' awesome, but people would really start to question my sanity if I said that I enjoyed something that involves me bein' lost in a far away land, surrounded by crazy people that left my beat up, penniless, barley conscious remains to crawl back home with.
Surprisingly I think this is the least that I had ever drank at a con before. I planned on goin' to a few parties and ended up missing all of them. I'm guessing that it wasn't my bad management of time, but rather that the space time continuum was just messed up that weekend... I blame Einstein.
Doin' the FNL ninja thing again was a blast. Although, my new winter aerobics plan of sittin' on my ass every day and lookin' at the internet, didn't work out as well as I had hoped. So half way into the show I was dead exhausted, and I'm so sore now that I can hardly walk. I kinda felt bad that my tired brain couldn't register any other tricks besides backhand-springs in the last act I was involved in. I should've put more prep work into it =/
Runnin' around in the ninja suit with the Northsound group after the show was awesome. Lots of people cheered me on and praised me with affection. The extra attention was like delicious brain crack that helped to feed my ego. *Om nom nom* ... Would've been nice to ham it up more and maybe do some tricks for people, but I was so tired that just riding around on tall people's shoulders and bein' lazy sounded much easier.
All n all mission FC accomplished. Good times all around. My only complaints was mainly with the inflated costs of the new hotel, and that I couldn't go to the live animal panels that I had my heart set on. :'(
FC hit me like a bullet train. I would say it was freakin' awesome, but people would really start to question my sanity if I said that I enjoyed something that involves me bein' lost in a far away land, surrounded by crazy people that left my beat up, penniless, barley conscious remains to crawl back home with.
Surprisingly I think this is the least that I had ever drank at a con before. I planned on goin' to a few parties and ended up missing all of them. I'm guessing that it wasn't my bad management of time, but rather that the space time continuum was just messed up that weekend... I blame Einstein.
Doin' the FNL ninja thing again was a blast. Although, my new winter aerobics plan of sittin' on my ass every day and lookin' at the internet, didn't work out as well as I had hoped. So half way into the show I was dead exhausted, and I'm so sore now that I can hardly walk. I kinda felt bad that my tired brain couldn't register any other tricks besides backhand-springs in the last act I was involved in. I should've put more prep work into it =/
Runnin' around in the ninja suit with the Northsound group after the show was awesome. Lots of people cheered me on and praised me with affection. The extra attention was like delicious brain crack that helped to feed my ego. *Om nom nom* ... Would've been nice to ham it up more and maybe do some tricks for people, but I was so tired that just riding around on tall people's shoulders and bein' lazy sounded much easier.
All n all mission FC accomplished. Good times all around. My only complaints was mainly with the inflated costs of the new hotel, and that I couldn't go to the live animal panels that I had my heart set on. :'(
No relation to drill cat.
Posted 16 years agoSchizo death face taught me a quad twist (Flip+4 twist rotations). The speed is so intense that it decelerates the fabric of our reality and slows the conscious perception of time. It also brings everything that's in your throat straight into your mouth.
"We call that a lung biscuit, or a throat cookie."
"We call that a lung biscuit, or a throat cookie."
FC flight info.
Posted 16 years agoThought I'd cross post this crap over here for anyone that wanted. Both Cal and I's info.
Thu 21-Jan-10 Alaska-airlines~
Seattle (SEA) Depart 9:35 am to San Jose (SJC) Arrive 11:45 am :Flight 324 :Seats 20E & 20F
Mon 25-Jan-10 Alaska-airlines~
San Jose (SJC) Depart 3:30 pm to Seattle (SEA) Arrive 5:36 pm :Flight 327 :Seats 20B & 20A
Thu 21-Jan-10 Alaska-airlines~
Seattle (SEA) Depart 9:35 am to San Jose (SJC) Arrive 11:45 am :Flight 324 :Seats 20E & 20F
Mon 25-Jan-10 Alaska-airlines~
San Jose (SJC) Depart 3:30 pm to Seattle (SEA) Arrive 5:36 pm :Flight 327 :Seats 20B & 20A
No go fun :(
Posted 16 years agoSomething unfortunate came up and I wont make it to the bellfur's tomorrow. Sowwie guys~
Drink some booze for me! XD
Drink some booze for me! XD
RF!~!
Posted 16 years agoSo I started my adventure off by carpooling with a bird, bunneh, and a puppy, from central WA over to Seatac. After we arrived friday morning, furs started dropping out of the ceiling and popping out of all directions just to say Ello' to my face, and supply me with a random toxic beverage.
A hyena even busted through the wall, just like the kool aid man, and gave me a bag of jello shots to hand out. I ate them all instead, because I am selfish. On my way to register for the con, I was greeted by friends and pulled into every other random room, and force fed booze. A buff lion gave me some shots of cinnamon rum (Yummy), and a Wagon proved to me that you can never have to many glow sticks on your suit... in your bathroom... on your walls... even in questionable "other" toys... *shudder*
Night time had rolled around and I failed to make my way down to reg. A fellow feline was nice enough to help me back to my room, because for some reason my ability to walk was hindered at the time. Then I stumbled over to the bellfur's room next door, where a fox gave me a bottle of tequila... Then a husky beat me with a flogger... I don't remember the rest of the con.
The moral of the story. Don't trust mutts.
A hyena even busted through the wall, just like the kool aid man, and gave me a bag of jello shots to hand out. I ate them all instead, because I am selfish. On my way to register for the con, I was greeted by friends and pulled into every other random room, and force fed booze. A buff lion gave me some shots of cinnamon rum (Yummy), and a Wagon proved to me that you can never have to many glow sticks on your suit... in your bathroom... on your walls... even in questionable "other" toys... *shudder*
Night time had rolled around and I failed to make my way down to reg. A fellow feline was nice enough to help me back to my room, because for some reason my ability to walk was hindered at the time. Then I stumbled over to the bellfur's room next door, where a fox gave me a bottle of tequila... Then a husky beat me with a flogger... I don't remember the rest of the con.
The moral of the story. Don't trust mutts.
