I know that I must do what's right

We opened Sunday with packing up and checking out of our hotel room. We would do so on the defensive. The Canada geese were still there, on the lawn, guarding their nest and hissing at people who got close enough and my car was almost in their Exclusive Economic Zone. We could've got out swift enough, but I did want to poke around a little more. bunny_hugger had lost an earring getting out of the car the night before, and while I'd found the earring --- a bronze rabbit-head eating a carrot --- the wire hook had disappeared. There was only a tiny chance I'd ever find it, but I wanted to try again in the morning. Didn't succeed. She would buy replacement hooks.

We had a lunch in the con suite, that I think might have just been more cinnamon-raisin bagels with cream cheese that wasn't quite out. I think we kept mis-timing the serving of meals, and in any case the vegetarian choices don't tend to be robust. Furry hospitality meals are normally made vegetarian the way fair-enough Italian restaurants do, by just leaving out the meat-containing item. Well, it's petty to complain about free food and I oughtn't do that.

Our only panel for the day was the Bunnies SIG, which is surely not actually set for 1 pm Sunday at every con we ever attend. It jus feels like it sometimes. This drew about the crowd I had expected at least, maybe a dozen people, a good number of them folks who are rabbits or have rabbit characters. Someone or other pulled the traditional predator-animal ``oh, is this the buffet?'' joke, which is the sort of thing you never hear the end of because everyone making it thinks they're the first. Or, to be charitable, they figure repeating well-worn jokes is a way of sharing an experience with people who might be new or might have been gone a while or don't know if they're taken to be normal. There's something to be said for that. The Insects SIG probably gets this stuff worse anyway.

The Bunnies SIG ended at about the right time, but it didn't exactly break up. It just shifted, to a couple of people hanging out yet, sticking to each other and talking ... well, furry politics. Especially about the former Michigan Furs online community, which we looked away from for a couple of weeks and came back to find it was gone. It had vanished in a sudden fit of ... well, dramatic explosion. Since that site closed we haven't even known when or where to find events like local bowling meetups, which draws us away from the fandom nearly as much as spending all our time at pinball events does.

It doesn't seem like we could have spent enough time at this, but somehow we were so long in talking that we were late getting to the next panel, an hour later. This would be the last panel of the convention, ``Zero To Arcade In Sixty Minutes''. And it was a practical thing, too. The topic was how to set up an actual working arcade machine, with host Vix Zekken showing how much of one he could build live and on-stage.

We came in late so missed some valuable introductory stuff. Particularly, I didn't know where the boards and equipment he had came from. And it seemed to be mostly plugging together stuff that had already been made. I understand that to a big extent that's what electronics is, a big puzzle of plugging together stuff. I'm not sure what I had expected; maybe something with more detail like how old-style arcade switches and joysticks worked. Probably if I'd seen the introduction I'd have better understood what the aim was.

After this we ended up, once again, hanging around in a little gossip circle. This was more focused on Furry Connection North, the more-or-less precursor to Motor City Fur[ry] Con, and about the circumstances by which the earlier con evaporated all of a sudden in a flurry of working out whose money it all is, anyway, and sometime later, who has the social media passwords. I love absorbing this sort of gossip, but shan't repeat it; even if it was correct as I received it I've got little chance of reporting it without important errors. It's so fun being the audience for that sort of talk, anyway.

Trivia: Gimbels was the first American department store to hold a public art auction. It was in 1941 at its New York City location. Source: The Grand Emporiums: The Illustrated History of America's Great Department Stores, Robert Hendrickson.

Currently Reading: The History of the Calculus and its Conceptual Development, Carl B Boyer.