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I got another job interview. This with a company where my brother knows the president, a thing that hasn't translated into what I would really want, which is being hired without an interview and just vague talk about what anyone expects me to do. Still, I did get a half-hour phone interview with the team leader, like, the person I'd actually be working for. And it ran a bit longer than the scheduled half-hour, which feels like a good sign. The thing I'll be cross-examining is that he asked if I'd be open to relocating. I told him the truth: I'd be very reluctant to, as bunny_hugger's job just does not transport at all, but if I had to I'd suck it up and just fly home every weekend. (Gads I do not want to fly while they've determined to give every passenger Covid-19.)

Anyway, he said he'd have to talk with a couple other people and then get back to me. He hasn't yet, and it's been a couple days. But then it was a week or so after I put in my application that he e-mailed in the first place to set up a phone conversation, so maybe it's too soon to feel doomed yet.

I'm really tired of this thing where nobody's giving me money and I want it fixed.

My father was deeply impressed that I got a half-hour interview, which I think shows how long it's been since he interviewed for anything. He was congratulating me on that as if it were anything.

And so now photos have reached Sunday at Motor City Furry Con. I didn't take any pictures of our hotel, but, here we are getting back to the convention hotel.

Establishing shot of the hotel. We were lucky to get a parking space out front, even far as this was from the front door. Saturday we could only park in the overflow lot by the country club.

bunny_hugger set up with her laptop to do a little bit of work. She took a seat with quite the view. The 2021 fursuit parade went down those steps and out the door to the right, to the pavilion where my Raccoons and Procyonids SIG failed to happen. This year they didn't do anything so dangerous as that.

Spray of candy and toys that someone set up in the Dealers Den.

Trivia: While reentering the Lunar Module after the second spacewalk Commander John Young broke off about two inches of his spacesuit's antenna, dropping his signal strength by 15 to 18 dB. Source: Apollo By The Numbers: A Statistical Reference, Richard W Orloff. NASA SP-4029. (Young and Charlie Duke swapped oxygen purge systems for the last spacewalk; the antenna was on the system. Young's backpack radio was the one which relayed both astronauts' signals to the lunar module and the lunar communications relay.)

Currently Reading: The Complete Peanuts, 1975 - 76, Charles M Schulz. Editor Gary Groth.