WorldCon Day 3

[ Angelic Mood: Angelic ]
[ Listening to my laundry. Currently: Listening to my laundry. ]
OK, I’m just randomly choosing Moods now, because the Moods list never has what I need. I’m not actually feeling angelic; I’m feeling tired, but not sleepy, but there is no "tired." But I’m also feeling pretty mellow and satisfied. Those also do not exist on the moods list. I wonder if I have to power to add to the Moods list…I need to check that out. If so, I promise to add some truly weird moods for the use of our bloggers. Maybe some alien ones.

And I am currently listening to my laundry tumble in the hotel dryer. Yes, I was running out of underwear.

OK, quick rundown. Yesterday was the first full day of WorldCon. I attended some panels, FINALLY got to the dealers room and the members’ lounge, where I could put the RevSF Scavenger Hunt fliers on the tables. Then I met James Haughton, a delightful young fellow from Canberra who works in Indigenous Affairs, another Delta Green Mailing List member. James flew down to WorldCon just for a couple days.

After a day of panels and talking with scholars and authors (Kim Stanley Robinson again, Robert Silverberg, George R.R. Martin, and others…I’m going to have to consult my notes and write up a proper report), James and I linked up with some other folks and we all went out to Melbourne’s Chinatown, where we ate a big Korean bulgogi barbecue. Then it was back for the Australian Horror Writers Association’s Nightmare Ball. I was very snaky. Pictures later.

Today was more of the same: early start, plenary speeches and panels. I spent some more time in the dealers room and bought KSR’s latest, Galileo’s Ghost, and got him to sign it later. Did I mention yet how much I really like KSR? We’re on a first-name basis now. Well, second name, for him–he goes by Stan. I have to grind my teeth together to prevent the nerd-squee from bursting out.

I got my picture taken with him, and another pic taken with Charles Stross after a panel on cyberpunk. I listened to John Scalzi be quite funny, though not terribly deep, onstage.

I left all my snakes on the table with the RevSF Scavenger Game sheets. All except the nice one that I got in the magic shop. That one is my souvenir.

Just came back from the Masquerade, the costume contest. Despite taking an hour and a half, there were less than a dozen contestants…it really dragged… But the big fuzzy Cthulhu was awesome. Again, pics later. They’re on my camera now, and my laundry still has about 10 minutes to go.

And as soon as that’s done, I’m off to the George R.R. Martin fan party, to see if I can crash it.

***EDIT: At "the Revel at the Red Keep," I only stayed long enough to buy a drink (Bowmore, neat) and circulate while drinking it slowly. The party was at the Crown, which is a casino across the street from the Melbourne Convention Centre. So the venue was big thumping repeat-ad-infinitum "music" and smoke and blue lights in one room, and an overheated, overcrowded room for us geeks next door. Didn’t see GRR Martin, or any of the acquaintances and friends who said they might be there, so once I finished my scotch, I headed out to make room for people who actually wanted to be there. I was immediately lost in the twisting innards of the Crown, and finally had to ask one of the beefy security guys how to get out. But at least I got a "I kept my head at the Red Keep" sticker on my con pass.***

Tomorrow will by my last real day of the con. I’ll probably go there for a little while on Monday, but I have to leave for the airport around noon. And I still need to buy presents for home.

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