I need to make a correction on Wednesday's entry: the fursuit parade was the first thing we did on Saturday, and I should've remembered because we raided the con suite to find something bunny_hugger could snack on while in fursuit. (It was a granola bar.) The trip to Big Boy came after, and that makes time make much more sense.
After lunch, the first SIG we got to was the rodents one, held as ever in room 269, which is a suite, so that room 269 is not actually labelled and you enter through room 267. This confuses everyone and I remember it confusing people last time around too. I think they're going to fix the room assignment stuff next time. The rodents sig, as usual, was accompanied by cheeses of many kinds, and other snacks, and we had a lot of various chatter about rodents and rodent-related creatures such as rabbits. Here as often bunny_hugger took point, as she is a master of everything generally accepted in the field of rodent studies, and remembers technical details with the precision that only the true fan can.
I had a quieter contribution. Back for my birthday bunny_hugger bought me a puppet, a Folkmanis guinea pig, and this was the first time I really took it out in public where I could putter around and interact with the crowd. The rodent sig was my first audience, although I wasn't any competition for the cheese, since, obviously. The guinea pig puppet would draw a fair bit of attention over the weekend, including at least one person who claimed to think it was live, at least from the corner of his eye.
The video game room, to our double disappointment, didn't have Rock Band. The double part of that is that the folks who bring karaoke machines to the con weren't able to make it this year either, so there was no chance for bunny_hugger to sing quite well and me to sing uproariously badly. (I have no control over my voice, but it knows automatically how to find the diminished fifth, causing ears to explode in blood.) However, there was a Dance Dance Revolution, so bunny_hugger was able to dance pretty well and at slightly too high a skill level given her unfamiliarity with how the pad at the con reacted. (The one at home is more sensitive, or she's better-fitted to it.) There was also a Kinetix thing, capable of judging whole body motion, and I tried dancing to that even though I didn't have the faintest idea how to make the moves the game was directing. In judging me the game's avatars just shook their heads and slowly walked away, promising never to speak of this again.
Trivia: Of the $10,000,000 paid to Panama in 1904 for the Canal, the Panamanian government kept about $750,000 in cash on hand, put two million dollars into public works, and approximately six million dollars into investments in first mortgages on New York City real estate. Source: The Path Between The Seas: The Creation Of The Panama Canal: 1870 - 1914, David McCullough.
Currently Reading: On The Edge: The Spectacular Rise And Fall Of Commodore, Brian Bagnall. There's a lot that's interesting here, not least, Bagnall's determination to keep reminding us that Steve Jobs is a horrible, horrible person, and his curious determination to put every company name in italics, at least on first mention, so we know that Micro-Soft or Honeywell or Motorola is something important, I guess.