My book for the trip was Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter, which was quite good, and which I have now finished. And started reading again, thanks to the Insomnias.

Clearly I need a new book, so I picked up an on-sale copy of ‘Redshirts’ from the one bookstore I could find at the Circle Centre Mall, because I don’t think I can make it through the next day or so without some recreational reading material.

On the way back from said purchase I had my first “Hey, I know that guy” moment when I crossed paths with some folks I’d met on the VIG tour last year. (I think one of them is on the Gen Con forums, and cropped up as knowing me on a How’s Your Con Prep Going thread)
He and his Crew had just rolled into town that morning.

Shortly after getting back to the hotel I got a call from Tom from Indiana, who was up to his neck in work, but wanted to say “Hi”, so there are now clever plans to go & do coffee or something once he rolls into town tomorrow morning sometime.

Just before I started writing this update I got a text from some other Gen Con folks, Karen & Tom & The Family Lewis from somewhere in Michigan, so I may well be catching up with them later on this evening.
I passed on the trading card stuff from my VIG pack to their youngest last year, and he was honest & cautious enough to make sure I knew that some of it was rare & valuable stuff

Note: There were a crapload of Toms at last year’s Gen Con, or at least it seemed that way from the people I met.
Tom from Indiana, Tom from Michigan, Tom from Ottawa, and I’m pretty sure there was another Thomas as well, and three of those were at the same table in the VIG lounge.

There was a Star Wars exhibit at the Indiana State Museum, conveniently located across the road from the hotel, so there went a couple of hours.
T’was interesting, with various models, and some hands-on technology stuff to do with robots & mag-lev which were overrun with children.
Since I was there, I did the rest of the museum, and got to see evidence of the Earth spinning.

More by luck than judgement (apologies to Ned’s Atomic Dustbin for the blatant theft of their lyric) I wound up seeing the pendulum knock down two pegs, some time apart, and there was evidence of the movement of a third.
Also, I took a nigh-useless reflected self-portrait.

I don’t want to tempt too much fate, even though I found the fourth die needed, but I’m more alert than I was yesterday, so hopefully I’m adjusting to the climate & time zone.
If not, there’s always the hotel gym & blatant caffeine abuse.