|PenguiCon '09: the Pengui-nating
||[May. 6th, 2009|10:42 pm]
Blew into Romulus just in time for my first panel, so my initial impression of PenguiCon was, "Hi! Hi!!! Omigod, hi!!!" as I darted through the lobby to dump my bags in my room. Cleverly, I arranged my telephone and a very trimmed down wallet in my cleavage so that I could be hands-free for the con.
First panel - on Harry Potter - was one of those great experiences: a dad and teen daughter, first time con go-ers both, gushed afterward at how wonderfully at home we were making them feel. Bopped away from that, made first swing through the con suite, and then bumped into Matt.
"Here," says he, "I'm supposed to give this to you."
He hands me a small oval container, about three inches long, with a pink lid. Inside are three very small Lego pieces. The container is labeled #3. Completely confused, I wander into the front lobby, spotting and hugging several more friends and ending up with 3 more of the containers with assorted numbers. By now, it's clear to me that the writing on the containers is Ferrett's. I then spot delosd, and after hugs and kisses remind him that he is somehow involved in a birthday surprise. He tells me that he does indeed have a birthday surprise for me in his hotel room, to which I accompany him.
And receive yummy cake and brownies. It's a completely different surprise, and has nothing to do with the little plastic containers. But his (absolutely lovely and delightful and I'm so glad I've finally met her) girlfriend Heather gleefully hands one to me.
I'm now completely confused. But I am in possession of a nice paper grocery bag with handles in which I can place the perplexing eggs. And really, it becomes something of a reverse scavenger hunt as I spend the weekend trying to make sure I'm as available as possible in public so people can find me.
By the end of Friday, I was certain that the one labeled "Sweet #16" is the highest number. Then I get back to the hotel room and justbeast hands me number 19. I kind of screamed, a mix of delight and dismay - just how many am I looking for?!
It made the whole weekend amusing and delightful and was a wonderful reminder of how much my hubby loves me. In the end, there were 20, I found them all, and delosd was indeed the main co-conspirator, among a whole gang of them, and provided me with the solution to the puzzle: it's a Lego X-Wing. And I knew exactly why. Ferrett's and my first real date together was going to the Star Wars exhibit in Washington, DC, and the Millennium Falcon impressed us incredibly because it was mostly made from pieces of assorted models from hobby stores. So it was about the most romantic reminder he could have sent.
So, back to the con:
Friday evening was spent visiting with dozens of friends, drinking in the bar with the authors, getting nothing to eat, and then getting talked into heading out for one last party when I was really on my way to bed.
Saturday I had panels in the morning, then visiting and snuggling, then panels in the afternoon, then dinner with delosd and Heather and this other guy I didn't know. We were waiting to be seated, he was telling stories, and I suddenly twigged. "You're uplinktruck! I'm zoethe!" And we had that amusing re-introduction of people who know each other only from this crazy place. Had a great dinner, then came back in time to see the live version of Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long Blog, which I expected them to do a la Rocky Horror, with the original playing to one side and the actors mimicking. Instead, they sang the whole thing and were terrific, and it was signed by a woman who was fabulous. It was one of the most awesome con shows I've ever attended.
Then room parties until 3am. The only problem with PenguiCon is that there are so many people I want to talk to that I have trouble tearing myself away from the lobby to attend any events. The new hotel had its downsides, particularly the size of the function spaces, but it was great for visiting, with lots of comfy chairs and expansive lobby space. And I got my exercise for the weekend. Half the events were on the third floor, my room was on the fourth, and the elevators were slow, so I just walked up and down most times.
Sunday morning Cat got up early for workshop and I dragged myself out of bed only just in time to clear out of the room by noon checkout. It was hard saying goodbye to PenguiCon for another year. It should only take me a few more days to recover!!!