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the_other_sandy) wrote2009-07-11 12:50 am
the_other_sandy) wrote2009-07-11 12:50 am
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WinchestMidwest 3 -- Day 1
I left for the con directly after work on the theory that I would be very early, but it would give me time to hunt up dinner before the con started. That turned out to be an excellent decision. I ran into ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
agt_spooky in the hotel restaurant (this is getting to be a habit!) and we had dinner together. The floor show was provided by the fire department (which made agt_spooky very happy) when the fire alarm went off. None of the staff even blinked. We were very close to the door and didn't see any signs of fire, so we stuck it out. Our waitress said the fire alarm goes off all the time. Apparently the smoke detector in the kitchen is very sensitive.
After dinner, we headed over to the ballroom where the con was being held to pick up our registration packets. I have never been so instantly popular in my life. Everybody who had gotten there before us was playing People Bingo--you know, that game where you get a sheet of paper with a grid on it and you have to find people to sign off on the squares that apply to them? It's a 'getting to know you game.' Anyway, none of the people playing were eligible for the square "I am not staying at the con hotel." I'm not staying at the con hotel since I only live about 20 minutes away. As soon as the first person found that out, I was mobbed. :-)
The first scheduled activity was to troop out to the parking lot to ogle a fan's 1967 Chevy Impala. Yes, it's a two-door and black. The fan who brought it (John) let people climb all over it and take pictures, and he even loaded up the car and drove people around for awhile. I'm not that into the car, so I just chatted with people (I met some people in person that I had only previously known through LJ and Yahoo!Groups). Somebody had the idea to take a group photo, soanteka's son collected cameras from everybody and took group shots of all of us in front of the car.
The rest of the evening was taken up by a double feature of The Miner's pickaxe fu in My Bloody Valentine (the Jensen version) and Jason's machete fu in Friday the 13th (the Jared version). I'm not really into slasher movies. I like scary movies, but slasher flicks aren't scary to me, just really gross. It didn't matter though. This being a roomful of largely fangirls (and two guys), it rapidly degenerated into an MST3K experience. There's one scene at the beginning of My Bloody Valentine where The Miner is on a rampage and killing teens partying in one of the mine tunnels. The Miner heads off into one of the side tunnels to look for more victims, when a future victim stumbles across the previous victims and starts shining his flashlight down the side tunnels, where the flashlight beam hits The Miner square in the back. Future Victim promptly calls out, "Jason, is that you?," and I swear every con-goer in the room yelled, "Wrong movie!," at the same time. It was fun. The con even provided us with hot popcorn.
And now I need to get some sleep because I have to get up in six hours to go back.
agt_spooky in the hotel restaurant (this is getting to be a habit!) and we had dinner together. The floor show was provided by the fire department (which made agt_spooky very happy) when the fire alarm went off. None of the staff even blinked. We were very close to the door and didn't see any signs of fire, so we stuck it out. Our waitress said the fire alarm goes off all the time. Apparently the smoke detector in the kitchen is very sensitive.After dinner, we headed over to the ballroom where the con was being held to pick up our registration packets. I have never been so instantly popular in my life. Everybody who had gotten there before us was playing People Bingo--you know, that game where you get a sheet of paper with a grid on it and you have to find people to sign off on the squares that apply to them? It's a 'getting to know you game.' Anyway, none of the people playing were eligible for the square "I am not staying at the con hotel." I'm not staying at the con hotel since I only live about 20 minutes away. As soon as the first person found that out, I was mobbed. :-)
The first scheduled activity was to troop out to the parking lot to ogle a fan's 1967 Chevy Impala. Yes, it's a two-door and black. The fan who brought it (John) let people climb all over it and take pictures, and he even loaded up the car and drove people around for awhile. I'm not that into the car, so I just chatted with people (I met some people in person that I had only previously known through LJ and Yahoo!Groups). Somebody had the idea to take a group photo, so
anteka's son collected cameras from everybody and took group shots of all of us in front of the car.The rest of the evening was taken up by a double feature of The Miner's pickaxe fu in My Bloody Valentine (the Jensen version) and Jason's machete fu in Friday the 13th (the Jared version). I'm not really into slasher movies. I like scary movies, but slasher flicks aren't scary to me, just really gross. It didn't matter though. This being a roomful of largely fangirls (and two guys), it rapidly degenerated into an MST3K experience. There's one scene at the beginning of My Bloody Valentine where The Miner is on a rampage and killing teens partying in one of the mine tunnels. The Miner heads off into one of the side tunnels to look for more victims, when a future victim stumbles across the previous victims and starts shining his flashlight down the side tunnels, where the flashlight beam hits The Miner square in the back. Future Victim promptly calls out, "Jason, is that you?," and I swear every con-goer in the room yelled, "Wrong movie!," at the same time. It was fun. The con even provided us with hot popcorn.
And now I need to get some sleep because I have to get up in six hours to go back.