Remember how I was discussing my remarkably high Purity Test score earlier?  There's a reason for that.  I have maintained myself with a modicum of sobriety at almost every convention I've been to.  Even when I do end up getting a bit more "aggressive" in my drinking tendencies, I end up only making people laugh by making bold sexual innuendo followed by some reasonably self-depreciative commentary.  I find I make people laugh more than make them mad.  And that's a good thing on a night where there is a concoction contest, and I am one of the judges.  REGARDLESS, we had to run back to the room and let Dawn change clothes.  She's on a schedule, and it's a sad, sad night when she can't go through at least 3 changes a night.

Dawn, Belle and Lily, all dolled up for the night.  That's round 3 of Bourbon for me and Dawn... heh

Wolf and Chris stand outside the concoction contest and look all studly-n-stuph.

Concoction #1: Specimen #3... decorated to appear like a urine sample.

Concoction #2: Something who's name I forgot... in fact, this is where things start going to hell...

This is Jaime... I took pictures of him a couple years ago at DragonCon... A super guy...
By now, I've hit drink #3: some horrible tequila thing that I voted for worst drink.

Mmmmmmm....Anastasia...

By this time, I had hit Concoction #4 and my eye for good photography had shifted from Subject to Form.

Anastasia brought her friend Kirie to Fantasm... but I feel like I've met her before somewhere.

"Girl, when this old thing shags out, I got tinsel for the tree!"
Concoction #5 out of the way... and now I'm asking for more of #5...

Did I mention the Body Artist?  heh....

At the Con Wrap-Up meeting, there was a request to bring back this specific model...

*Wes tosses back 3 or 5 more cups of #5*

Voila!  The Finished Product....

Speaking of finished products, I had WAY too many drinks that night... and things started to blur out.... I remember bits and pieces of the night as it progressed....

*  Wes climbs on the back of this lounge chair, where this girl is straddling her boyfriend and proceeds to imitate a group sex encounter *

"Wes, are you sure you want another shot?"
"I can handle it... I do this many shots all the time!"

*  Wes tries to play the Male Body Art Model's penis like a banjo string.  *

*  Wes decides to let Ms. Fantasm know she's cute by gnawing on her fishnet-clad toes. *

"Fritos?  Fritos?  Anyone want Fritos?"

*  Wes tastes his Fritos for the second time of the night. *

"Wes!  You're leaning against the door!  We need to get into the bathroom!"
"I'm fine!"
"But Wes, someone has to go to the restroom!"
"I'm Fine!"
"Wes, It's Dawn... I need to get the key to the room so I can go to bed!"
"I'm FINE!"

"I'm sorry..."
"It's ok, you haven't done anything wrong."
"I'm sorry..."
"We just need to get you back to the room."
"I'm sorry..."
"Wes, you're my pal.. it's ok"
"I'm sorry..."

*  Steve tosses Wes onto the bed like a bag of potatoes... where he passes out with his entire outfit intact. It's about 4:00 am. *