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Photos: The rest of the Neko-Con pictures

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I don’t remember who took this picture.  Given the angle it was taken, I’m guessing it was the bartender from heaven, Clayton, or some really unfortunate soul who was forced into photo duty by a bunch of drunks.

That being said, if you haven’t already checked, all the Neko-Con photos are already up at this point.  Granted, I’ve posted a good bit of them as daily stories, but pretty much for the important pictures, like the ones of people I actually give a shit about, they’re all there. Along with various pictures of hot jailbait, a Putty patroller and Coach playing Dance Central, among other random shots.

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Neko-Con Stories: Creepy dad taking pictures for the spank bank in front of his kids

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It’s funny, because I wasn’t really targeting this girl when I wrote the list of all the weird shit kids are doing now that I have no idea, but she happened to exhibit each and every thing I had to say that makes me feel old.  For starters, I question if she was even 18, but most certainly not 21.  She was parading around in tube top, booty shorts and the requisite fishnets that the kids seem to all like more so than ever, but also the animal tail, and the ever-important surgical mask with a bunch of shit pinned to it.  It was pretty much impossible to not have seen her, as she was constantly walking around the convention.

But anyway, while hanging out with Arex behind the Otakon booth, I witnessed this interesting exchange.  Littly Jimmy and less-little Lindsay wanted to go to Neko-Con, but dad had to tag along to be both chauffer and chaperone.  Dad probably wasn’t at all that thrilled about having to perform these parental duties, but that probably changed at the first horde of tight tops, short skirts, and ass cheeks hanging out.

The funny thing is when I took this picture, it was little Jimmy and less-little Lindsay that sat down first, looking exhausted and bored, with dad begrudgingly following suit, clearly disappointed by having his parade of jailbait tits and ass interrupted by these two sperms he wished his wife had swallowed instead.  But that didn’t mean dad couldn’t continue to have a good time.  As fates would have it, epitome-of-Neko-Con-girl came parading around yet again, and it was fortunately dad’s first time seeing her.  And right in front of his kids, a shit-eating grin showed up on his face, and he took several pictures of her, and chatted her up a little bit.  A little something for the spank bank for when the wife and kids are away.  Dad probably enjoyed Neko-Con more than the kids did, in the end.

Neko-Con Stories: Is this really DDR anymore?

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Is it really DDR, if you’re 100% reliant on holding the railing throughout the entire durations of every single song you play?  The game is called “Dance Dance Revolution,” not “Hold the Rail and Stomp Hold the Rail and Stomp Revolution (HRSHRSR).”

And these guys were “experts” in the “tournament.”  In every “match,” there was one guy who had a higher score than the other guy, but let’s face it, neither are winners when they’re completely handcuffed to the railing while they have epileptic seizures with their feet, more concerned with the score and not missing any arrows instead of actually, you know, dancing.

Amazingly, despite the fact that every match looked just like the previous match, there was almost always a crowd to watch.  Either they’re really impressed with their scores, or they’re all also contestants waiting for their turn to hold onto the rail and spasm with their legs to the sound of a beat.

Neko-Con Stories: The BMW’s contridictory vanity plate

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It amuses me to no end when car owners are so proud of their vehicles, that they require vanity plates to boast about their cars.  Most of the time, this occurs the most with Honda drivers; I’ve seen with my own eyes a Honda S2000 with the license plate “S2000,” and once even a Civic… A HONDA CIVIC (with no trim badge, meaning it’s a DX) with a vanity plate saying “CIVICPWR (btw, the Civic DX has like, no power).”  There are several other notable examples floating around on the internet in regards to obvious vanity plates on Hondas.

But since everyone knows that I love BMWs, this affliction is not avoidable by arrogant BMW drivers either.  Case in point – this BMW M3, with the plate saying “M THR33,” which I find to be confusing.  Yes, in leet speek, it would be phonetically be “M THREE,” but since I live in reality, I’m kind of baffled by the two 3’s to designate it.

Does the 33 designate engine size?  If that’s the case, then this is incorrect; this particular M3 came in 3.0 or 3.2 liter sizes; even today’s M3s, none of them are equipped with a 3.3 liter.

Or perhaps it’s taking cues from the fashion in which BMW designates its cars; M-series cars are typically the cream of the crop when it comes to any family of BMWs, but the fact that their plate says 33, it kind of implies that it’s a 3-series with a 3.0 liter engine, which would probably be the most correct interpretation so far.  But at the same time, they’re essentially exposing the fact that it’s a 3-series with a 3.0 engine, which can describe both the 330i or the M3.

It’s overall very contradictory, and it doesn’t really serve any purpose other than to propagate stereotypes about BMW drivers being arrogant, excessive, ignorant, and a whole bunch of other derogatory personal adjectives, or all of the above.  So as far as vanity plates goes, M THR33 gets a big fat F.

Neko-Con Stories: Yoshi at the bar

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As far as Nanowrimo is concerned, amazingly, I’m off to a fantastic start.  After the first six days in November, I’ve already surpassed the first 10,000 word mark.  That being said, I feel like I’m in a fairly good place, and can take some time to play catch up with my precious brog.  And since I just got back from Neko-Con, I’ve got some things to say and show.

Firstly, to no surprise, I feel old as shit, because I’m 29-years old, and watching a bunch of 12-17 year olds parading around like retards or jailbait.  Clearly, I’m out of touch to some degree, as this is literally the first anime con I’ve been to in like 6-7 years.  I don’t understand why there is such an increase of fake wannabe ravers, why people are fascinated with animal tails, why people love wearing full-bodied mascot/animal pajamas, and most of all, why there are so many people running around wearing surgical masks with stupid pins, flair, and chains hanging off of them.

But anyway, more will be written when I get to it, or remember to write about it, but until then, enjoy the litany of random shit related loosely to Neko-Con in coming days.  Like ronery Yoshi sitting at the bar feeling melancholy and wanting the hard shit.

Dragon-Con 2011 Photos: That is if you didn’t know where to look already

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Shit, all these photos were uploaded on the 5th, and subsequently updated on the actual photos page.  But I thought it would be fun to torture those of my friends and anonymous readers who think I’m Mr. Spot-On-The-Money Reliable at getting photos up right away, who wait for me to put up an actual update notification on the brog FP that photos are up, and make them read some of my stories and experiences before unleashing the rest of the photographs.  But anyway, here are the rest of all the photos I took during Dragon-Con.

Overall, Dragon-Con was fun.  It was nice to stay at one of the host hotels, even if it wasn’t the Marriott, thus requiring some creativity in maneuvering about at times.  If anything at all, such luxury meant I didn’t have to worry about getting a DUI when I drove home after a night of drinking at 4 a.m.

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