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mrwubblesOoh, only thing that can get me and Wubbles out of bed at 9 is Cracker Barrel. Gather all pals on the third floor (or so it seems) and piled into cars (as there were breakfast people aplenty), we went down yet another road of road kill (don't people watch where they're driving?!?!) and into biscuit land!
Okay, not exactly very con-like behavior which usually comprises of the following:
1. Red Bull in the morning, mumble to roommate which panels you wanted to check out
2. Consuming anything fried, then frozen, then refried from the hotel's restaurant
3. Red Bull, with a splash of coffee, blink owlishly at clock and wonder if lunch is really an essential enough of a nutrient to tear away from fascinating conversation with friend about why some show writers simply suck.
4. Wander into a panel, get an earful of someone else's opinon, never get a chance to put yours, then wobble out of there in serious need of a mental detox
5. Wait in huge line for Bob Evan's, convince self you can survive without their banana cream pie, then promptly stuff yourself with pie and roast beef and yet more biscuits (oh great gods of Atkins, forgive thee!) with gravy
6. Tiptoe into dealer's room, pray another fanzine doesn't jump at ya screaming "Buy me", yet still come out with more photos, more zines, than you can count
7. Gawk at art show, cover eyes at some of the, er, adult artwork, then gawk at the bids going up and up like an Ebay-er on speed
8. Blink at clock, wonder why your intended short chat with fan pal suddenly ballooned to four hours out sitting in the hallway in your jammies and socks, while your roommate tries to sleep in the room as you and pal chat away about your favorite show
9. Wander toDenny's for a 3am omelette and hot fudge sundae
10. Drop self onto bed
11. Wake in 3 hours and repeat steps 1-10.
Considering the panels were not mostly an ego-fest this year, hey, me and Wubbles decide to go all out and reverse the universe and actually have breakfast!
And later on that night...fan brainwashing time! Let's see how many times we can subject a friend to a show before they cry "Uncle!".
Score So Far: 4 fanzines bought, 1 fan brainwashed (er, same fan, does it count?), 1 set of workout clothes worn (for jammies), too many calories consumed, 2 hours of sleep, 4 coffees, 2 strawberry & cream pancakes consumed at Cracker Barrel, 1 biscuit and yet another open-faced roast beef entree consumed at Bob Evans
Okay, not exactly very con-like behavior which usually comprises of the following:
1. Red Bull in the morning, mumble to roommate which panels you wanted to check out
2. Consuming anything fried, then frozen, then refried from the hotel's restaurant
3. Red Bull, with a splash of coffee, blink owlishly at clock and wonder if lunch is really an essential enough of a nutrient to tear away from fascinating conversation with friend about why some show writers simply suck.
4. Wander into a panel, get an earful of someone else's opinon, never get a chance to put yours, then wobble out of there in serious need of a mental detox
5. Wait in huge line for Bob Evan's, convince self you can survive without their banana cream pie, then promptly stuff yourself with pie and roast beef and yet more biscuits (oh great gods of Atkins, forgive thee!) with gravy
6. Tiptoe into dealer's room, pray another fanzine doesn't jump at ya screaming "Buy me", yet still come out with more photos, more zines, than you can count
7. Gawk at art show, cover eyes at some of the, er, adult artwork, then gawk at the bids going up and up like an Ebay-er on speed
8. Blink at clock, wonder why your intended short chat with fan pal suddenly ballooned to four hours out sitting in the hallway in your jammies and socks, while your roommate tries to sleep in the room as you and pal chat away about your favorite show
9. Wander to
10. Drop self onto bed
11. Wake in 3 hours and repeat steps 1-10.
Considering the panels were not mostly an ego-fest this year, hey, me and Wubbles decide to go all out and reverse the universe and actually have breakfast!
And later on that night...fan brainwashing time! Let's see how many times we can subject a friend to a show before they cry "Uncle!".
Score So Far: 4 fanzines bought, 1 fan brainwashed (er, same fan, does it count?), 1 set of workout clothes worn (for jammies), too many calories consumed, 2 hours of sleep, 4 coffees, 2 strawberry & cream pancakes consumed at Cracker Barrel, 1 biscuit and yet another open-faced roast beef entree consumed at Bob Evans
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Date: 2006-06-03 09:52 pm (UTC)Wubbles Invites ChevronSha To MWC
Date: 2006-06-06 01:01 am (UTC)Glad you're enjoying the posts. Regretably, I only learned about LJ at MWC, otherwise I would have posted at the con when my memory is fresher. All Wubbles and I can recall is the Bob Evan's (http://www.bobevans.com) open faced roast beef and the Speedway clerks constantly asking if I had a Speedway card every time I buy my water!
Do consider coming back to Mediawest! I always find it nice when the hotel is hopping with activity and heck, the more the merrier! I think a lot of the Internet generation of recent years don't know what they're missing in regards to fanzines or even Mediawest! Come meet Wubbles and me in person next year! LOL