Con Report I: Friday

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I wandered into Atlanta at about 6am, after a flight that reminded me that flying is in no way fun (except for taking off--whee!), nor is it possible to sleep much on any flights--unless you have leg room by some miracle, which I didn't.

I stumbled around, trying to look coherent enough to not be a target for a mugging (not that I thought I *would* be, mind you, just that I didn't want to give anyone ideas), and made it to the Hilton with little fuss, all things considered. I checked in (ridiculously early), slept for a couple of hours, and began...

The Con Experience.

I got my badge (easy), found the schedule (moderately easy), and then I found thekatebeyond, who had texted me when I still wasn't sure how to tell which hotel I was in. We hung out for a bit, and then I had to go back upstairs so I could use my phone to talk with abyssinia4077 and beanpot and meet up with them and/or coordinate another meeting time and place. I found them in the hotel, thanks to my great intuitive skills, and they headed off to get their badge.

After I recovered various items from the room, I went back to try to meet them, and manage to figure out I needed to be in the Hyatt, on a lower floor than I was. I stepped toward the escalators, and BRENT SPINER walked by, and asked me a question. AND I ANSWERED. AND THEN HE SAID SOMETHING BACK TO ME.

(The conversation went something like this:
Him: Which do you like better, Star Trek or Battlestar Galactica?
Me (in head): OMG THAT'S BRENT SPINER AND HE JUST ASKED ME A QUESTION TO WHICH I KNOW THE RIGHT ANSWER.
Me (out loud): Star Trek, of course!
Him: Good answer! Blah blah blah (as he went down the escalator).

That's when I knew I'd arrived. :-)

After that, there's a gigantic blur of:

The Stargate Panel, in which Corrin was declared skinny, said he didn't like bananas all that much, and John De Lancie barely remembers being on Stargate. This panel was light, fun, and a really good start to Con.

The Farscape panel, in which everyone was awesome, and I learned that Lani Tupu wasn't to blame for Pilot's voice being different in the miniseries (which makes me feel better), and Gigi Edgley really was too cute for words. There's still something about that show that makes me sigh in glee--a spark or some kind that sets it and its cast apart. In silly terms, that show had soul.

Then we (me, beanpot, abyssinia) managed to meet up with...oh...almost everyone... um... surrealphantast, katcorvi, pellucid, splash_the_cat, annerbhp, shutthef_up, and I know there are a couple of people I'm missing from that list.

After that, we hit the Stargate party in a really tiny room, where I met karma_aster, who was involved in the track stuff.

However, it was pretty crowded, and we were missing a few people, so we left and met up with the rest of everyone listed above at the bar in the Marriott, where we talked fandom, fic, and panels, and generally had a lot of fun.

Then it was time to sleep.



Saturday later.