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06 28 00 - 07 03 00 |
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| AC2K Report |
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This is my Anthrocon convention report as posted to AFF and ALF. Another Anthrocon come and gone. I was less dazed this year than last, and I think that helped me enjoy the con more than I did last year. Instead of wandering around wide-eyed and stunned, I actually knew what to expect when and what to do about it. Mostly, anyway...
Thursday: Well, the drive went faster than we expected. Before we realized it, we were at the Hilton. The wonderful staff at the hotel extended our reservation to include an extra night, and gave us our room assignment. After hauling the luggage upstairs, we found our room. I plugged my key card into the slot, opened the door... And saw someone's luggage sitting on the bed. The room's occupant was apparently in the bathroom using the facilities, as we could hear through the door. Ahem! Back down to the desk, where we were told there was a mixup. No kidding! We were assigned the proper room number and finally got our stuff packed away. Registration was quick, easy and painless. The rest of the night was spent working off the rigors of the road. This involved eating and sleeping, things I am rather good at.
Friday: (Incidentally, there was some miscommunication with whoever made the custom menus for the "super sponsors of the Anthrocon Zoo." Hee hee hee...) One thing I must mention is that I wasn't able to attend as many panels as I would have liked. This was more because there was too much to do, rather than any error on SueDeer's part. She picked up the Programming gauntlet rather late in the game, and I think she carried it splendidly. (She will most likely do just as well next year as she did this year! Err, you ARE doing it next year, right, SueDeer?) I also liked the fact that the rooms were separated (mostly) by track: the artist room was Dunhill A while the writers' room was Dunhill B... That helped keep things straight in my mind when I was wandering around looking for a panel. Unfortunately, I had to skip one panel that I had really been looking forward to, due to an emergency. By the time the crisis was resolved, the panel was over and I was dead tired. Sorry, Aeto and Edie - I really wanted to attend the roundtable event. Maybe next year. *sigh*
Saturday: There was some really stunning art in the art show. Chris Goodwin's woodburnings were a main attraction, but I also enjoyed Gawain's pieces. Not many of them were for sale, unfortunately. My favorite was a progression of images called "Dreamwall." The rest of his art was also very interesting; he does things that are different and creative, something other than the standard "vixen under a tree" thing. Also, his pieces say something personal, which may have been the reason that they were not for sale. The masquerade was way, way, way too crowded. I got there just after it started and I couldn't even get in the door. I couldn't even see over the heads in front of me! I know that the con is moving to a bigger venue next year; we've definitely outgrown this one. (That was another one of my peeves about the entire con; the panels were crowded into small rooms. Thank goodness AC is moving...)
Sunday: And as many have noted, Kage kissed a cockroach at the art auction. That's about all I have to say about that. (Was there tongue? Err, mandible?) Of course, I can't forget the massive meat eating adventure. Fifty plus furs packed the Outback Steakhouse for a second year. We not only explained furry to the waitress, we built another bridge made of straws. (I have pictures if anyone wants to see.) Plonq's quite the architect... And Fuzzytoes very, VERY generously paid the tab for our ravenous table. Cap and hats off to that fur. Thanks FT! =)
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Other: See everyone again next year!
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