Well, it's just about over. Posting this before things start on Day 5. My flight schedule is such that I can't stick around -- I can catch the first
one or two panels this morning, then I gotta fly.
It's been fun. The usual WorldCon frustration that for every activity I'm attending, there's four more I want to be part of that I'm missing.
And feeling guilty over going to sleep at night instead of hanging out with the nightowls -- after what I spent to come here, it feels like sleep is a waste of
time and money. But the mortal clay requires it...
Hit the dealer's room yesterday, wasn't going to spend much... yaright. Spent more than I should, less than I wanted.
Attended the Bujold reading for the next Miles novel. I'm predicting weaponized chickens.
Hit the Baen room party around midnight, bumped into Howard Tayler and joked with him about matchups between Tagon's Toughs and the Dendarii. Howard's
conclusion: "it depends on who gets the most/last punchlines."
Had Bubb-Gump Shrimp Company for lunch yesterday. Seafood's not my thing, but this was pretty good. Bumped into another con attendee (this is why we wear
the badges all around town), and ended up having a pleasant lunch with a complete stranger. *This* is why I go to cons.
Really, REALLY kicking myself for not taking more time off -- I wish I could stick around and explore, Denver's a pretty city. And a great backdrop. But
I (foolishly) only allocated time to arrive at the con on Day 1 and depart on Day 5. Better planning next time. Next year is Montreal, and 2010 is going to
be Melbourne, Australia. Problem is, I don't know if I can take the flights to get to Oz -- the 3hr flight from Detroit to Denver was enough to give me
back spasms.
one or two panels this morning, then I gotta fly.
It's been fun. The usual WorldCon frustration that for every activity I'm attending, there's four more I want to be part of that I'm missing.
And feeling guilty over going to sleep at night instead of hanging out with the nightowls -- after what I spent to come here, it feels like sleep is a waste of
time and money. But the mortal clay requires it...
Hit the dealer's room yesterday, wasn't going to spend much... yaright. Spent more than I should, less than I wanted.
Attended the Bujold reading for the next Miles novel. I'm predicting weaponized chickens.
Hit the Baen room party around midnight, bumped into Howard Tayler and joked with him about matchups between Tagon's Toughs and the Dendarii. Howard's
conclusion: "it depends on who gets the most/last punchlines."
Had Bubb-Gump Shrimp Company for lunch yesterday. Seafood's not my thing, but this was pretty good. Bumped into another con attendee (this is why we wear
the badges all around town), and ended up having a pleasant lunch with a complete stranger. *This* is why I go to cons.
Really, REALLY kicking myself for not taking more time off -- I wish I could stick around and explore, Denver's a pretty city. And a great backdrop. But
I (foolishly) only allocated time to arrive at the con on Day 1 and depart on Day 5. Better planning next time. Next year is Montreal, and 2010 is going to
be Melbourne, Australia. Problem is, I don't know if I can take the flights to get to Oz -- the 3hr flight from Detroit to Denver was enough to give me
back spasms.