Easter was a time of visiting ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunnyhugger's parents. In two parts, as it worked out. I missed the first one, the weekend before Easter, when bunnyhugger went on her own and spent the day with her folks. Most notably they made and decorated cookies, which we finished eating just last week. I regretted some not getting out with them and decorating cookies, but I would also have regretted not spending the day sleeping in and doing nothing after a busy week at work.
The day before Easter, though, we weren't going to miss, and we packed for an overnight stay with everything we needed except a rabbit (our first Easter together not having one to take care of) and the Easter cards we meant to give each other. We independently forgot them. We also forgot to bring It's The Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown, but consoled ourselves that we could watch it when we got home, which we did not. (We also missed watching Here Comes Peter Cottontail or any other Rankin/Bass Easter specials as might exist.) bunnyhugger's father did get into a good bit of trouble when he took permission to go off and watch one episode of some very dark blue British cop show as permission to watch all the remaining episodes. (One was fine, as we were playing a board game he wasn't interested in.) bunnyhugger's mother can't stand the show and was not happy that he was eating up all this time on a show where the misery is broken up mostly by sadness. (He tried to argue that she ought to like the show, as she likes mysteries --- true enough --- and the cop was, after all, solving a mystery. I don't think he understands why we insist they're not the same.)
The weather was nice and I took good long walks in town both days (one, long enough that they phoned me to ask how far away I was). One of these walks, while I was listening to the final episode of my favorite bad-books podcast (I Don't Even Own A Television), took me to the abandoned motel that we always see by the road, but never up close. So now I have that fixed.
One day we played the board game Parks, a pastoral game about visiting National Parks that bunnyhugger's father can't get into as it doesn't involve rolling any dice. This I think was the first time I beat bunnyhugger in the game. The downside is I also beat bunnyhugger's mother, who always plays well and always thinks she's incompetent at the game. The other day all four of us played Mice and Mystics, the last of the three bonus adventures and which, when we finish, will mean we've used up the whole game. This was a downloaded extra adventure, meant to bridge the gap between Mice and Mystics and a sequel game we probably won't be getting. We spent a lot of time not being quite sure we understood what the game wanted us to do. What it did have us do is get knocked out, our first total party kill (well, 'capture', as the game is gentle that way) in ages. Maybe we'll have a better handle on it next time.
We went home earlier than we usually do on Sunday evening, but then, I had work in the morning.
Back to photographs. Here's some of Sunday at Motor City Furry Con, a day when of course I took fewer pictures because ?? ???? ??? ??????? ????.
More people gathered around outside, having fun, while I was stuck inside ... uh ... having fun. Love the quetzacoatl(?) on the right, though.
Photographs! Skarth, according to the card, printed up real photographs of many of the fursuiters, giving them away to anyone present. Sad to say I didn't see that he photographed bunnyhugger (or if he did someone else took it, I'll trust because they were also in frame), but I did snag a picture of Twitchers, in trust since as best I could tell he wasn't at the convention Sunday.
How arcade games work! Does this make sense to you?
So most arcade machines operate, like this, on long strands of colored pasta.
Your more advanced games also rely on discs with Necker Cube-style multistable perceptions where it's not clear if the red hose is connecting to the concave or the convex side of that circular thing.
Here's a video game on one board. I'm not sure which video game; possibly Stargate?
Trivia: In 1831 the state legislature chartered the Pennsylvania Coke and Iron Company with a provision that it was to produce 500 tons of iron within three years using only bituminous coal or anthracite. Source: The Company: A Short History of a Revolutionary Idea, John Micklethwait, Adrian Wooldridge.
Currently Reading: Managing Previously Unmanaged Collections: A Practical Guide for Museums, Angela Kipp.
