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ConFuzzled 2016

I spent my weekend furrying it up at ConFuzzled, held at a hotel not far from Birmingham's NEC.

Beforehand, I got my hair done specially:


I arrived in good time on Friday, thanks to my cunning plan of making a work trip to one of our Birmingham sites (hello petrol money). A valet helped me park and I waved to the lovely Agrajag, who came bounding over to deliver my first hug of the con.

This year, I spent most of my time just hanging out in the bar. There were 1500 attendees, and I knew maybe a tenth of those, yet there was always a familiar face or two with whom to drink, chat, and watch the fursuiters wandering by.

My obligations included forming part of a couple of writing panels with fellow-authors Kandrel and Jeeves, and reading out the entries in the Flash Fiction competition. Usually I manage to maintain a poker face for this, despite some mangling of grammar, spelling and reality, not to mention comma abuse to fit in with the five-sentence limit, but on this occasion one especially unfortunate piece of phrasing broke me completely.

I also found time to visit the hotel pool (including at 7:45am on my first day, because I was too excited to sleep) and to venture outside the convention for dinner with Ultrafox (including a ride on the MONORAIL!!! from the station to the airport).

It was nice to be at a furry con the week after winning a furry award, too. Special love to jm_horse, who addressed me as "Ursa Major Award Winner Huskyteer" all weekend ^.^

Inevitably, I didn't catch up with everyone I wanted to, but I did spend some quality time with schnee, amongst others.

I left around lunchtime on Tuesday, following a final breakfast and swim. Home around half-past three; two-hour nap. The mark of a good convention. Still working on weaning myself off the booze and 2am bedtimes.

As well as catching up with old friends, I put faces to some online handles, and met some lovely new people too. This fandom just keeps on giving.

Several friends, including televassi, were attending for the first time, and one of the nicest things about the con was seeing them enjoy themselves. Here's my pal Billy in his roommate Walter Wolf's fursuit; I lent him my bike for a photoshoot:



Love it 😀
The real world seems so boring now!
HuskyWINteer. There's another nickname. :)

I'll take it!

It was nice seeing you again!

Ah, so you're the pool-going sort, too. We'll have to team up some time then; I went on Tuesday, finally, but I was on my own, which is — well, less fun than having someone else you know with you.

including a ride on the MONORAIL!!!

Well Ma'am, there's nothing like a genuine bona-fide electrified two-car monorail! What's it called? - Monorail! - That's right! MONORAIL!
We must certainly do that! I spent a lot of time and energy trying to drag lazy, unwilling people along with me :)

^^ Excellent! I've never had much (read: any) success in dragging folks kicking and screaming to the pool; it'll be fun to finally have someone to go with.
I shall be most disappointed if you tell me there was not, in fact, a rousing rendition given of The Monorail Song to celebrate the occasion. =:)

And bikes are always better with fur. ^_^ If I were ever to ride myself, I'd have to get some kind of eared helmet - though, in my case, that would present certain challenges. =:/ Then again, if the ear moldings were such that they were lying down/flat.. that could work, ne?
I am tempted, but I'm not sure how safe they are...

There were certainly a few subdued mutterings of 'monorail'.
I hear those things are awfully loud!
It glides as softly as a cloud!
Is there a chance the track could bend?
Not a chance, my Hindu friend!
Were you sent here by the devil?
No, good sir, I'm on the level.
I swear it's Springfield's only choice, throw up your hands and raise your voice!
...Good work, chaps.
Mono— D'OH!
Ohhhh, you and schnee are referring to a song. XD