Category: Holiday 2015
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My Spine Is The Bassline?
Seriously, how often do you get the chance to use a Shriekback song title as a medical reference? By Way Of A Preamble By the time I got back to House Needs-A-Name from the airport, I couldn’t stand or walk properly; Back pain had turned into not being able to put weight on my right…
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Something Of A Wrap-Up
I’ve been back for 9 or so days, the laundry is done (and, indeed, has built up to the point where it must be done again), the suitcase is mostly unpacked (should get onto that this weekend), and importantly to me at least, my back seems to be on the mend. One Last Thing…
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Saturday – United Airlines Shenanigans, Shuttlebus Frolics, And Inside Out
Checking out happened without incident, or much in the way of waiting, which was nice; Those queues get … impressive at peak times. Then again, it’s a 4000+ room hotel complex, so perhaps that is to be expected. I looked it up, and the hotel dates back to the early 90’s. I’d assumed that it…
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Little Chunks Of Memory #1
There are things which didn’t make it into the various daily posts, mostly because I forgot, so I’m putting them here. On Gen Con Sunday, in the lobby of the Westin, we were set up in a spot under the escalators. Other folks were scattered all over the place, often playing with, or at least…
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Wednesday – Generalised Ambling, How Far Can You Get, And Roller Coasters
I didn’t sleep in exactly, but also didn’t feel much like racing out to do stuff, so I had a leisurely morning. Not sure whether there’s a Con Crud or G. Coli issue here; No big symptoms yet, but I’m keeping an eye on things. For today, I mostly wandered & rubbernecked, seeing how far…
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Tuesday – Way Too Early At The Airport, Southwest’s Odd Boarding System, Will We Ever Get To The Hotel, And This Place Is Huge
Being a somewhat anxious traveller has some side effects, the biggest one being that I tend to get to the airport vastly earlier than I need to, and then spend a bunch of time sitting on my arse staring at the walls. This was the case today, save that I had Pangur Ban with me,…
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Monday – Post-Con Breakfast, Expelling The Plague-Ridden From The Land, Overstuffed Suitcases, And See You Next Year
All Dead Inside There was some form of scheme for meeting SM&F on Monday morning, with the intention of having breakfast together before Steve & Moni had to drive back to the frozen North, a.k.a. Chicago, but it has left no traces on the text message history on my phone, so it’s just possible that…
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Day Four – Decisions In The JW, Swag & Breakfast In The Hyatt, Ambling In The Halls, Food & Socialness In The Ram, Surprises In The Dealer Booths, Ravens In The Westin, Dinner In The Classy Seafood Restaurant
Dealing With The Swag I had two years worth of VIG Swag to deal with, far more than could be fitted into my suitcase, so a ruthless culling process had to happen. My first year at Gen Con I brought almost all of the swag home, which required an extra bag, and was a mistake.…
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Day Three – Scouting Locations For The Beige Chupacabra, Trailing Cthulhu, and Paging Doctor Dinosaur
Hickman’s Killer Breakfast This is an event where Tracy Hickman kills the entire audience in a two-hour improv exercise, where the only thing that’ll keep you alive is being entertaining or a technical problem. Or both in our case. By chance, Frank & I had come up with a riff on people scouting for locations…
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Day Two – Strange Devices, Strange Planets, and Strange Chocolate
The initial plan was to do a post every day. Clearly, this did not survive second contact with the enemy Gen Con, but I did keep notes, so here’s me turning them into something more readable. Friday Late on Thursday night, the idea of getting breakfast was suggested by Frank, when I passed by…