Finally, my FWA post
And just a note ahead of time... I rarely, if ever, do April Fool's pranks, so yes, this IS a real post. Seriously, the last prank I pulled was setting the desktop on my parents' computer to a screen shot of their desktop and hiding all the icon and task bar.
Anyways, this was my 4th FWA and Shiro's 3rd. We started by driving to Las's house Wednesday night and hanging out with him, Nubis, and Peaches. Woke up Thursday at the butt-crack of dawn to drive down to Cinci to meet up with Twiz and Otto, since we were riding down with them. FAR more comfortable in Otto's Forester than our ZX2. Our caravan was smaller than usual, but we made good time. A 12-hour drive goes fast when you're with good friends.
Hit Hawtlanta about 5:30. Checked in, unpacked, and, after sweltering forever in the car, the pool looked mighty inviting. The 4 of us dubbed FWA PoolCon. That was one major plus to this hotel.
The rest of the weekend by now is a fair blur, and I'm sure you don't want a wall'o'text of every little thing I did. So brief rundown:
-PoolCon 2011
-"That's my purse, I don't know you!"
-Suiting in the bounce house
-Rock Band in suit
-Being on G4
-The TMI Hour
-Dancing on the Fur Bus
-Room parties with Lightpaws, Knightwolf, and Syberfox; and Waya and Vi Vi
-Parking garage striptease (lol don't ask)
-"Throw Things" game
-Furry Jesus's Last Supper
-Fursuit group picture fun
-Epic WINNING! (so many Charlie Sheen references all weekend)
-The Dub-avator
-"Bad Romance" and "Fuck You" were the con songs, apparently. Heard them so much.
Met some awesome new people, hung out with old friends. I'd name you all, but I'm sure I'd forget someone and feel awful about that. Just know a big thanks to new and old friends for the good times. All in all, despite the labyrinthine layout of the hotel and the trust-system bathroom doors, I had a great time. Coming home to 30 degree weather in Michigan was the worst part.
Now we're gearing up for FCN. So who's going?
Anyways, this was my 4th FWA and Shiro's 3rd. We started by driving to Las's house Wednesday night and hanging out with him, Nubis, and Peaches. Woke up Thursday at the butt-crack of dawn to drive down to Cinci to meet up with Twiz and Otto, since we were riding down with them. FAR more comfortable in Otto's Forester than our ZX2. Our caravan was smaller than usual, but we made good time. A 12-hour drive goes fast when you're with good friends.
Hit Hawtlanta about 5:30. Checked in, unpacked, and, after sweltering forever in the car, the pool looked mighty inviting. The 4 of us dubbed FWA PoolCon. That was one major plus to this hotel.
The rest of the weekend by now is a fair blur, and I'm sure you don't want a wall'o'text of every little thing I did. So brief rundown:
-PoolCon 2011
-"That's my purse, I don't know you!"
-Suiting in the bounce house
-Rock Band in suit
-Being on G4
-The TMI Hour
-Dancing on the Fur Bus
-Room parties with Lightpaws, Knightwolf, and Syberfox; and Waya and Vi Vi
-Parking garage striptease (lol don't ask)
-"Throw Things" game
-Furry Jesus's Last Supper
-Fursuit group picture fun
-Epic WINNING! (so many Charlie Sheen references all weekend)
-The Dub-avator
-"Bad Romance" and "Fuck You" were the con songs, apparently. Heard them so much.
Met some awesome new people, hung out with old friends. I'd name you all, but I'm sure I'd forget someone and feel awful about that. Just know a big thanks to new and old friends for the good times. All in all, despite the labyrinthine layout of the hotel and the trust-system bathroom doors, I had a great time. Coming home to 30 degree weather in Michigan was the worst part.
Now we're gearing up for FCN. So who's going?