This was a slow day; Hard to wake up, hard to get moving, and the noise & crowds were getting to me more than ever before. There’s a non-zero chance that some level of Con Crud¹ is at play, because I felt cold today; Not outside, but when indoors, it felt cold.
Did a few walks along the Vegas Strip, wandering more or less randomly. At one point it tried to rain, and I guess technically succeeded, in that there were raindrops, though they did instantly vanish to evaporation once they hit the ground.
¹ Con Crud is the low level unwellness that hits a lot of people after a big con. Not a serious illness, but tends to feel like a bad cold with a throat irritation. Me being me, and a collector of lung issues, I tend to get chest congestion of some kind.
The general assumption on it is that it’s a combination of bad sleep, iffy nutrition, and the exposure to thousands of brand new bugs & viruses, none of them virulent enough to cause a serious problem, but the combined minor effect is enough to give you a few days of feeling run-down & unwell.
The casino dominates the ground floor of New York, New York; You can’t really avoid it, it’s loud, and it’s almost always in between you & where you need to get to. I had to walk through it just to get to the hotel reception, and then past it to get to the elevator Bank to get to my room. All the other stuff, restaurants and shops and coffee places, is wrapped around the outside of that space, except for the little chunk of fake New York, which is a weird combination of foodcourt (where the stores are ‘buildings’ in this scaled down city) and restaurant area (where a restaurant spans multiple ‘buildings’, or just sits on the edge & does it’s own thing.
It did a better job of raining in the evening; I could actually hear the rain hitting the window of my hotel room at maybe 10:00 p.m., so naturally I put my shoes on again and went out to go and stand in the rain in Las Vegas for the novelty. There wasn’t a lot of rain; Nobody was getting soaked by this.
Ben and I had a go at recording a Big Red Couch Gen Con special, but the hotel WiFi was so bad we couldn’t really understand each other, which didn’t give much hope for a sensible recording.
