Mediawest - Post Con a.k.a Why It Should Be Called Crack Barrel

[mrwubbles]

Monday's a sad marker or puncuation mark on Mediawest. Goodbyes and hugs in the hotel is never as sad as the terminal in DTW. Saying see you next year in the hotel never seems too dismal, but hopeful that you will see them next year. Yes, I have discovered saying goodbye within the Holiday Inn still wraps you like an afghan in the illusion the con wasn't ending. I'm not a chick-flick person; goodbyes are usually mumbled and lost in hugs. In the airport, when reality comes in the form of an airplane, I want to do a Sammy-lower-lip. -wibbles-

What blows my mind every single year is that people are nice. Totally. Completely morally generous with their personalities, souls, everything. Shows me a little more hope. Shows me despite a few changes in my life, they're still my constant. It's why I am always grateful to MediaWest and would love to do something for it; I met most of everyone through Mediawest. I met my touchstones, myfieldnotes and penfoldx, through Mediawest.

The con doesn't have actors, no famous Hollywood melon heads. What Mediawest does have is friends. We got enough of the money grabbing -coughcreationcough- cons out there, but Mediawest had always been about reuniting with friends, sharing the passion of a show and sharing fic. Buying fanzines? Well, that's just cake. The friends is the frosting.

What Happened:
1. Saw awesome music videos. Still humming the cowboy song. Still drooling over the Doctor Who and Torchwood clips.
2. Sat in on some cool panels. Got 20 new fic recs to read. I think that's good. 
3. Sat in on FanQ. My friends won! Huzzah!
4. Had more than a dozen conversations in our room; people coming in with some of the most amazing topics
5. Consumed 3 open-faced pot roasts, a stack of chicken dumplings, mac-and cheese, pots of coffee, boxes of donuts, 3 oatmeal-chocolate cookies, 2 cans of Pringles (I shared!! and they were low-fat!!!), milkshakes, fries, and one cup of carrots. -burp-
6. Was a clue room for the con's own Amazing Race. And learned the Race part was literal. -oi-
7. Lots more if I can remember -eg-


What I Denied Happening:
1. I didn't eat all the Tim Toms. The box was half empty.
2. I didn't drool over the Jared photo on our door. Those were humidity marks. 
3. I didn't plot 12 new fics from this con. I just mused out loud about them.
4. I didn't just eat junk food. I had carrots.
5. I didn't consider yet another fandom and asked about SGA fic. I was cloned, I swear.
6. I didn't switched my writing name to Guppy Orchard . ( long story)
7. I didn't promise fics to five zines. Just four.
8. I didn't -squee- when we sighted Cracker Barrel. I was just hungry.


What I Wished Happened: 
1. More fanzines. Sadly, it's been a slow and hard year for everyone. Attendence was a little slower. Hoping it'll go back up next year because I do miss the insanity.
2. Door decoration. I had no time but I had  ideas...(uh oh)
3. Music Videos (see above)

Again, there's probably more, but I'm so sleep deprived (we wanted to keep talking so sleep got exterminated...eg) that things will come up as I remembered. But oh, the fun...