Bone sore? No. Bone Tired? Maybe
Jul. 5th, 2004 12:34 amSo, it's the end of Toronto Trek, and because of the shiny new hotel, I did NOT shoot upright in the middle of the night screaming in pain because of a leg cramp.
That's good, right?
So... What did I do... Hm...
Well, I took off from work half an hour early on Friday because I could and they let me. Took the TTC down to the new hotel, hooked up w/ Snra, and started wandering the halls.
First point: The doubletree is uncomfortably large. The panel space is spread between two polar opposite points in the hotel.
They COULD NOT BE FURTHER APART AND STILL BE IN THE SAME BUILDING.
I say that in ALL CAPS as a point of emphasis. If you walk past the first set of panel rooms, you LEAVE THE BUILDING. If you walk past the second set of panel rooms, you HIT A WALL.
There's a length of corridor that probably burned more calories than any con activity ever since they stopped the orgies in the '70s.
(If, by any chance, the orgies DIDN'T stop in the '70s, feel free to not tell me, as I'd cry)
The building is massive. Huge. The corridor has a mall in it. Although I do believe if they had a Tim's in there they'd make out like bandit train robbing robber barons.
Because of the massiveness of the building, the fact that the panel rooms are on polar opposites of the building is annoying.
Yes, I know the Regal was much the same. I didn't have to pack five days rations to get from one end of the Regal to the other.
The dealer's room was, as usual, uninteresting to me. Fanfic, swords, stuff. One dealer bought a bunch of Dr. Frankly figures from V&L at $10 and tried to sell them for $50. He is in the bad books now.
The only gaming venue was the Hairy T. Another place from Oshawa had some HC figs, so I bought a couple boxes. Got a couple new figs, so no complaints. No Uniques , of course.
Friday went blur-like. I got Snra & Myself dinner from Harvey's (no peameal bacon?! A pox on you, food merchant!), and headed to my first panel, The Year in Gaming. A little jabber about D&D 3.5, some kvetching about WoD 2.0, hey, ho, let's go.
Afterwards, the gaming room had a running of the Buffy board game (cleverly entitled "Board now", a joke so subtle as to escape the notice of everyone there). Since no one else in teh room had ever played the game before, it was left up to yours truly to organize the assembly of the game and teach them all how to play. I did so, if I may say so myself, masterfully.
The victory, btw, went to the forces of good, ONLY because I told them how they could win.
What happened afterwards? Jesus, I have no idea. I think I went to bed really early. And at one point, I gave
gurudata a clothesline.
Sliced in three for brevity.
That's good, right?
So... What did I do... Hm...
Well, I took off from work half an hour early on Friday because I could and they let me. Took the TTC down to the new hotel, hooked up w/ Snra, and started wandering the halls.
First point: The doubletree is uncomfortably large. The panel space is spread between two polar opposite points in the hotel.
They COULD NOT BE FURTHER APART AND STILL BE IN THE SAME BUILDING.
I say that in ALL CAPS as a point of emphasis. If you walk past the first set of panel rooms, you LEAVE THE BUILDING. If you walk past the second set of panel rooms, you HIT A WALL.
There's a length of corridor that probably burned more calories than any con activity ever since they stopped the orgies in the '70s.
(If, by any chance, the orgies DIDN'T stop in the '70s, feel free to not tell me, as I'd cry)
The building is massive. Huge. The corridor has a mall in it. Although I do believe if they had a Tim's in there they'd make out like bandit train robbing robber barons.
Because of the massiveness of the building, the fact that the panel rooms are on polar opposites of the building is annoying.
Yes, I know the Regal was much the same. I didn't have to pack five days rations to get from one end of the Regal to the other.
The dealer's room was, as usual, uninteresting to me. Fanfic, swords, stuff. One dealer bought a bunch of Dr. Frankly figures from V&L at $10 and tried to sell them for $50. He is in the bad books now.
The only gaming venue was the Hairy T. Another place from Oshawa had some HC figs, so I bought a couple boxes. Got a couple new figs, so no complaints. No Uniques , of course.
Friday went blur-like. I got Snra & Myself dinner from Harvey's (no peameal bacon?! A pox on you, food merchant!), and headed to my first panel, The Year in Gaming. A little jabber about D&D 3.5, some kvetching about WoD 2.0, hey, ho, let's go.
Afterwards, the gaming room had a running of the Buffy board game (cleverly entitled "Board now", a joke so subtle as to escape the notice of everyone there). Since no one else in teh room had ever played the game before, it was left up to yours truly to organize the assembly of the game and teach them all how to play. I did so, if I may say so myself, masterfully.
The victory, btw, went to the forces of good, ONLY because I told them how they could win.
What happened afterwards? Jesus, I have no idea. I think I went to bed really early. And at one point, I gave
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Sliced in three for brevity.