Another awesome day. I idled away the noontime by finishing the Survey, then joined to watch the Fursuit parade. I didn't bother taking video this year, opting to just snap the occasional photos. Right after this was my second commitment, 's fursuit photo shoot. I felt honored that he was trusting me with such an important promotion for his business. He was up on the DLCC roof with several owners of his wares. I had a blast taking the photos, trying to use lessons I learned from others, getting the suiters interesting poses and just hoping everything looked good at the end of it. Radar and I had also hoped to have a MaineFurs shoot, but only came. With having to leave that left Radar and Kota to pose. And in retrospect, I should have set the timer and gotten in some photos myself. Heh. Hopefully next year we'll have a bigger turnout.

After this, Radar and I suddenly came over all peckish, but desired something more than non-existent cheese. Last year I joined some friends at a lovely Thai place but had to leave early due to commitments. I was determined to visit them again and make up for it. I'm not normally a Thai kind of person, but when I visit Anthrocon I want to try new and different thing. So we ventured to Nicky's, home of tailed statues and unique bathroom sinks. I couldn't for the life of me remember what I ordered last year. This time I started with an appetizer of spicy wings, basil flavored, I think. I heard Thai places can have very spicy food, but also heard the food they serve white people has the spiciness ratcheted down a bit. I felt that jumping right to the hottest setting is dumb and you should get to know a restaurant and their levels of hot. I believe I ordered somewhere around 5-7 (out of 10, with the menu promising a fabled 20). And also, sometimes you want to enjoy the taste more than the sensation of your mouth feeling like the Ark of the Covenant was opened in it. The wings were good. For an entree I tried their Yellow Curry with Duck. I don't get to eat duck that often and Yellow had fewer of the ickier vegetables (ie, any vegetable not tomato). I was served two copper chalices from the end of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. One was filled with this kinda brown soup with stuff floating in it, the other with white rice. Umm....how do I eat this? I flagged down our waiter and admitted my ignorance. Apparently, you're supposed to put some rice on a plate, then pour the curry over it. Interesting! I tried some of it this way, but really don't like soggy rice. So I ate the rice plain and ate the duck bits from the bowl. An interesting and educational experience.

The next panel I attended was Swiftfox's Astronofur panel. And it was moved from the DLCC roof to the Riverwalk down below. I wondered what happened, was there a problem? Nope, Swift explained, it was his idea. There's a little too much bounce on the roof of the convention center when people walk on it and this is bad when you're trying to look at distant objects through a telescope. Unfortunately, this does limit your field of view. The point was kinda moot because, again, it was mostly overcast that evening. The best he could show us was Jupiter, and if you looked real hard, some Jovian moons. As before, those of us who attended hung around, took turns looking through the scope, asking Swift some astronomical type questions. And I guess to make up for it, Sundancer and Moondancer came by and said hi.

Midnight rolled around so I went to ' Readings in Terrible Fiction panel. It's a variant of the Eye of Argon readings scifi cons used to hold, but Night and Ocean Tigrox have chosen a furry novel, one that is truly, truly bad. Curiously enough, they used the same book from last year, and we picked up where we'd left off (and intending next year to continue where we left off this time). With the original variant, a player would read until they laughed too much, but due to the large number of people at the panel it was decided to limit readers to 2minutes during the first hour, then 1minute during the second. And there were some great readers. Several readers did impersonations, reading in the voice of Orson Welles, Schwarzenegger, Christopher Walken, and Kermit. One creative fellow read like Flash the DMV sloth from Zootopia, with Ocean reading ahead a la Officer Hopps. 2am rolled around and Dorsai kicked us out of the convention center. I eventually wound up in the lobby and chatted with some people there, including a fellow curious about therianthropy and some from a Telegram group I was in. We soon started a game of Cards Against Humanity, joined by some others loitering around the lobby who enjoyed a good game of being a horrible person. And we found it very hard to stop. We played down there till about 6am.