G2007 report, part 2
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mandolinOkay, more of the con report. I didn't take extensive quotes this year, but you know what? Maybe that'll permit me to actually FINISH this one. If I ran into you and I left you out, please comment and remind me, I'm not posting this to Ask Greg til it's done.
Friday, June 22: "Bad Guys is Love."
I didn't get up that early despite having crashed so early. I heard Kathy wake up and heard the crinkling of cereal bars, but really - being woken up prematurely by minor things is rarely an issue, as I usually pass out again half a second later. I just did NOT want to get up at all. But Shaun and I finally did get up and get moving around 7:30 after I dreamed that I'd already gotten up at 7. Oops. Thank you, subconscious, you suck. Since my goal this weekend was to avoid gaining weight (I wasn't dumb enough to try to lose weight in the Land of Pancake Houses, honestly!), my original plan was to go walking. But Kathy pointed out that the hotel was having hot water issues and that I might want to get a shower ASAP, so I passed on the workout. Of course, when she mentioned needing a hotel parking permit, I forgot all about the shower because I didn't have one!
Fortunately, no one had towed me, so I got the permit, put it on the car, showered and changed. We got breakfast at the hotel buffet since I had a coupon for pancakes for 2.95. The pancakes and tea were okay, and we killed time chatting outside the pool while waiting for registration to open. I picked up my registration packet and ran into a bunch of people, and then I went to put my packet in my shoulder bag where my notebooks and iPod were. Said bag was MIA.
So I did the obvious thing. Freaked out. Then I did the practical thing: retraced my steps EVERYWHERE to find it. Restaurant: no. All over the Dealer's Room: no. Front desk: they didn't have it. The table by the pool: no. Our room: no. My car: no.
The front desk, take two: RIGHT before I checked out the table by the pool, someone had picked it up and turned it in unharmed. I was overjoyed. I rushed back to the room and repacked everything into my single tote bag so I wouldn't be toting bag and purse and asking to misplace it again. That was when good luck actually struck twice.
While I was rooting through my camera bag for the spare memory cards, I unzipped the front pocket and out fell a red-gold glass bead necklace. The one I bought in Venice last summer. The one I hadn't seen since Christmas Eve and had searched my house, Dad's house and Mom's house in vain for and had just about written off as a total loss. After cheering and bouncing and displaying that the caffeine had kicked in, I called Mom to let her know and apologize for the wild goose chase. I believe Shaun came back to the room around then, because I informed him of the discovery and had him serve as a witness to watch me put the necklace in my iPod case and put the case in a drawer, since I didn't want to tempt fate by wearing the necklace around. (It worked. Neither case nor necklace disappeared, and the necklace is now PUT AWAY at home.) I finished repacking, positioned Carmine on my shoulder, and headed back to the con in time for Kathy's Fanfic 101 panel. I think that was where I first ran into Lynati, Emambu, Steph, Gside (whose handle I had one hell of a time remembering, sorry!), and Fan was there too. It went really well, actually.
After the Fanfic 101 panel, a group of us went out to find food at the Red Rooster by the hotel - no one wanted to drive anywhere, and the Rooster was convenient and, IMO, better than the hotel. I didn't think I was going to eat the entire chicken sandwich, but I was hungrier than I thought. We chatted and ate and took our time with lunch, so we ended up getting into the second half of Thom's Voice Acting Panel. I was a bit too out of it to take notes, but it was fun and Thom as always is great to have at a con. I think that was when Greg actually recognized me. The first round of voice acting auditions were up next, but I decided to pass in favor of hanging out in the dealers' room and checking out the art show so I wouldn't forget to vote and try to vote at the last possible second again. There was some really neat stuff up already, including some fantastic hand-made pendants of the Phoenix Gate and Titania's mirror - I was tempted to bid on the Gate pendant because it really was fabulous, but decided against it because I might not wear it and that would just be a crime. And I think the bidding on that piece got pretty high.
I just sort of abandoned my Friday notes after that point, but I ran into a LOT of people there: Alex Garg, GregX, Revel, Spacebabie, Leo, Hudson, and a whole bunch of other people who I'm forgetting and will kick myself when you remind me (so if I left you out, COMMENT HERE!) But I caught up with a lot of people, scoped out a potential birthday present for a friend and Carmine gained a whole ton of admirers.
Since they didn't have a projector for Opening Ceremonies, we cleared most of the chairs and sat on the floor. I put Carmine in my lap so he wouldn't block anyone's view. I was sitting near Mara and Aaron, and kept trying not to kick Jae every time people shifted around. We saw the usual stuff as well as the new promotional posters for the trade paperback of Gargoyles #1-5 and for the "Gargoyles: Bad Guys" miniseries. (Which is where Aaron's quote above came in.) Opening Ceremonies ran over about half an hour, which was just FINE because we got to see the updated animatic of "The Last" - and wow, there was a lot added. If I could draw the characters, I'd love to contribute - if I could draw the characters. (Which I can't.)
After Opening Ceremonies, I immediately went in search of a dinner group to avoid certain people. I wound up at the Red Lobster with Lynati, JEB, Emambu, and Steph, after discovering that the Great China Circus didn't serve food and experienced the weirdness of a Red Lobster with all-virgin cocktails. (They could serve beer and wine, but not spirits.) We were there for a while and chatted about stuff like me trying to get back into fandom, convention stuff, and I finally heard the full story of the insane traffic bottleneck on 95 that Emambu's brother caused. Dinner was great, and we got back well after 10 and hung out with the crowd in the atrium for a while and I got a backrub from Emambu. Finally stumbled off to the room (Kathy was already in bed) and conked out.
Friday, June 22: "Bad Guys is Love."
I didn't get up that early despite having crashed so early. I heard Kathy wake up and heard the crinkling of cereal bars, but really - being woken up prematurely by minor things is rarely an issue, as I usually pass out again half a second later. I just did NOT want to get up at all. But Shaun and I finally did get up and get moving around 7:30 after I dreamed that I'd already gotten up at 7. Oops. Thank you, subconscious, you suck. Since my goal this weekend was to avoid gaining weight (I wasn't dumb enough to try to lose weight in the Land of Pancake Houses, honestly!), my original plan was to go walking. But Kathy pointed out that the hotel was having hot water issues and that I might want to get a shower ASAP, so I passed on the workout. Of course, when she mentioned needing a hotel parking permit, I forgot all about the shower because I didn't have one!
Fortunately, no one had towed me, so I got the permit, put it on the car, showered and changed. We got breakfast at the hotel buffet since I had a coupon for pancakes for 2.95. The pancakes and tea were okay, and we killed time chatting outside the pool while waiting for registration to open. I picked up my registration packet and ran into a bunch of people, and then I went to put my packet in my shoulder bag where my notebooks and iPod were. Said bag was MIA.
So I did the obvious thing. Freaked out. Then I did the practical thing: retraced my steps EVERYWHERE to find it. Restaurant: no. All over the Dealer's Room: no. Front desk: they didn't have it. The table by the pool: no. Our room: no. My car: no.
The front desk, take two: RIGHT before I checked out the table by the pool, someone had picked it up and turned it in unharmed. I was overjoyed. I rushed back to the room and repacked everything into my single tote bag so I wouldn't be toting bag and purse and asking to misplace it again. That was when good luck actually struck twice.
While I was rooting through my camera bag for the spare memory cards, I unzipped the front pocket and out fell a red-gold glass bead necklace. The one I bought in Venice last summer. The one I hadn't seen since Christmas Eve and had searched my house, Dad's house and Mom's house in vain for and had just about written off as a total loss. After cheering and bouncing and displaying that the caffeine had kicked in, I called Mom to let her know and apologize for the wild goose chase. I believe Shaun came back to the room around then, because I informed him of the discovery and had him serve as a witness to watch me put the necklace in my iPod case and put the case in a drawer, since I didn't want to tempt fate by wearing the necklace around. (It worked. Neither case nor necklace disappeared, and the necklace is now PUT AWAY at home.) I finished repacking, positioned Carmine on my shoulder, and headed back to the con in time for Kathy's Fanfic 101 panel. I think that was where I first ran into Lynati, Emambu, Steph, Gside (whose handle I had one hell of a time remembering, sorry!), and Fan was there too. It went really well, actually.
After the Fanfic 101 panel, a group of us went out to find food at the Red Rooster by the hotel - no one wanted to drive anywhere, and the Rooster was convenient and, IMO, better than the hotel. I didn't think I was going to eat the entire chicken sandwich, but I was hungrier than I thought. We chatted and ate and took our time with lunch, so we ended up getting into the second half of Thom's Voice Acting Panel. I was a bit too out of it to take notes, but it was fun and Thom as always is great to have at a con. I think that was when Greg actually recognized me. The first round of voice acting auditions were up next, but I decided to pass in favor of hanging out in the dealers' room and checking out the art show so I wouldn't forget to vote and try to vote at the last possible second again. There was some really neat stuff up already, including some fantastic hand-made pendants of the Phoenix Gate and Titania's mirror - I was tempted to bid on the Gate pendant because it really was fabulous, but decided against it because I might not wear it and that would just be a crime. And I think the bidding on that piece got pretty high.
I just sort of abandoned my Friday notes after that point, but I ran into a LOT of people there: Alex Garg, GregX, Revel, Spacebabie, Leo, Hudson, and a whole bunch of other people who I'm forgetting and will kick myself when you remind me (so if I left you out, COMMENT HERE!) But I caught up with a lot of people, scoped out a potential birthday present for a friend and Carmine gained a whole ton of admirers.
Since they didn't have a projector for Opening Ceremonies, we cleared most of the chairs and sat on the floor. I put Carmine in my lap so he wouldn't block anyone's view. I was sitting near Mara and Aaron, and kept trying not to kick Jae every time people shifted around. We saw the usual stuff as well as the new promotional posters for the trade paperback of Gargoyles #1-5 and for the "Gargoyles: Bad Guys" miniseries. (Which is where Aaron's quote above came in.) Opening Ceremonies ran over about half an hour, which was just FINE because we got to see the updated animatic of "The Last" - and wow, there was a lot added. If I could draw the characters, I'd love to contribute - if I could draw the characters. (Which I can't.)
After Opening Ceremonies, I immediately went in search of a dinner group to avoid certain people. I wound up at the Red Lobster with Lynati, JEB, Emambu, and Steph, after discovering that the Great China Circus didn't serve food and experienced the weirdness of a Red Lobster with all-virgin cocktails. (They could serve beer and wine, but not spirits.) We were there for a while and chatted about stuff like me trying to get back into fandom, convention stuff, and I finally heard the full story of the insane traffic bottleneck on 95 that Emambu's brother caused. Dinner was great, and we got back well after 10 and hung out with the crowd in the atrium for a while and I got a backrub from Emambu. Finally stumbled off to the room (Kathy was already in bed) and conked out.
