GenCon, Day 4
Aug. 19th, 2009 09:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
filkertomAgain, maybe five hours of sleep. But this time, I had to pack and get out of the hotel room. I did in fact manage to do this, and the bellman helped me get everything into the van besides the stuff I needed for the day and the stuff currently in the exhibit hall. I schlepped over there, Luke let me in the back door as usual, and we got on with the day. Water Street Bridge were not there Sunday, as they had to go to a Ren Faire.
I literally cannot remember whether a few people showed up on Saturday or Sunday, but among the nice folks I saw wereper_solo (definitely Sunday), Bill Levy, and Cheryl Orouz (I saw her husband Joe on Thursday). Bill I only saw a few months ago, but it's been about twenty years for Cheryl. She looks great, and she had her daughter with her, and yeah.
Busking time came at 1:00, anddruidsfire watched the table for me. It was still war-zone loud in the exhibit hall, but I persevered (after a brief stop at the SJ Games section to get a few more on-sale GURPS books). Also ended up at Crazy Egor's and got the Mongoose reboot of RuneQuest.
And I found myself approaching the booth of Blind Ferret Entertainment, producers of one of my favorite online comic strips, Least I Could Do. And there was writer Ryan Sohmer, and there at the far end of the table was artist Lar deSouza. And I started to say to him, "Listen, I'm a big fan, and --"
And I never got that far, because Lar looks at me and his eyes get huge, and he says, "Oh my god! Tom Smith! I've been wanting to meet you!"
And the mutual fanboying commenced.
I gave Lar some CDs; he gave me the two hardcover volumes of their other strip, Looking For Group (a quick perusal after I got home turned into an extended chucklefest, and I highly recommend it). I insisted on buying Vol. 3 and 4 of LICD. I sang him a couple of songs, and he was childlike in his glee. Very fine moment.
I went a little further down, todhstein's and hbruton's booth. Diana was off at a panel, but I sang again for Heather, and she and passersby liked it. Started meandering back, saw Aaron Williams again. Someone gave me a little plastic Cthulhu from the many Call Of Cthulhu: The Card Game bags of little plastic Cthulhus. Which is, I think, the first time Cthulhu has been used three times in a sentence.
Dang, it was hot in there. By the time I got back to my table, I was beyond whipped. Only a couple of people were sitting in the Entertainment Spotlight, and none of them seemed to be waiting for me to perform, and I said to heck with it. Although I did sing at the table some later. Next time I do GenCon, though, there will be a couple of serious battery-operated fans and some ice packs for the toesies.
Anyway. I went wandering for the last half-hour. Found Lar again, and we took a picture. Found Julie again at the Reaper Miniatures booth, and we talked for a few. Back to the table.
Four o'clock finally came, and I started packing up. Fond farewell tomarcgunn, dwimmerlaik and the rest of Willie's Wenches, The Muses, Different Drummer Belly Dancers, and Dan the Bard.
druidsfire, lukeski, and dement1a helped me schlep the last of the stuff over to the Westin, I packed the van, and we all got the heck out of Dodge.
I got to Andersonville, and realized I was having trouble keeping my eyes open. So I found a Motel 6 and sacked out.
And that was my GenCon.
I literally cannot remember whether a few people showed up on Saturday or Sunday, but among the nice folks I saw were
per_solo (definitely Sunday), Bill Levy, and Cheryl Orouz (I saw her husband Joe on Thursday). Bill I only saw a few months ago, but it's been about twenty years for Cheryl. She looks great, and she had her daughter with her, and yeah.Busking time came at 1:00, and
druidsfire watched the table for me. It was still war-zone loud in the exhibit hall, but I persevered (after a brief stop at the SJ Games section to get a few more on-sale GURPS books). Also ended up at Crazy Egor's and got the Mongoose reboot of RuneQuest.And I found myself approaching the booth of Blind Ferret Entertainment, producers of one of my favorite online comic strips, Least I Could Do. And there was writer Ryan Sohmer, and there at the far end of the table was artist Lar deSouza. And I started to say to him, "Listen, I'm a big fan, and --"
And I never got that far, because Lar looks at me and his eyes get huge, and he says, "Oh my god! Tom Smith! I've been wanting to meet you!"
And the mutual fanboying commenced.
I gave Lar some CDs; he gave me the two hardcover volumes of their other strip, Looking For Group (a quick perusal after I got home turned into an extended chucklefest, and I highly recommend it). I insisted on buying Vol. 3 and 4 of LICD. I sang him a couple of songs, and he was childlike in his glee. Very fine moment.
I went a little further down, to
dhstein's and hbruton's booth. Diana was off at a panel, but I sang again for Heather, and she and passersby liked it. Started meandering back, saw Aaron Williams again. Someone gave me a little plastic Cthulhu from the many Call Of Cthulhu: The Card Game bags of little plastic Cthulhus. Which is, I think, the first time Cthulhu has been used three times in a sentence.Dang, it was hot in there. By the time I got back to my table, I was beyond whipped. Only a couple of people were sitting in the Entertainment Spotlight, and none of them seemed to be waiting for me to perform, and I said to heck with it. Although I did sing at the table some later. Next time I do GenCon, though, there will be a couple of serious battery-operated fans and some ice packs for the toesies.
Anyway. I went wandering for the last half-hour. Found Lar again, and we took a picture. Found Julie again at the Reaper Miniatures booth, and we talked for a few. Back to the table.
Four o'clock finally came, and I started packing up. Fond farewell to
marcgunn, dwimmerlaik and the rest of Willie's Wenches, The Muses, Different Drummer Belly Dancers, and Dan the Bard.druidsfire, lukeski, and dement1a helped me schlep the last of the stuff over to the Westin, I packed the van, and we all got the heck out of Dodge.I got to Andersonville, and realized I was having trouble keeping my eyes open. So I found a Motel 6 and sacked out.
And that was my GenCon.
