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Jan. 21st, 2009 08:33 pmArisia was last weekend, and I should post about it before it all gets stale in my brain.
I'll start out by noting that there are both good and bad parts to living within walking distance of the convention. Good in that I don't have to worry about parking or finding a hotel room; bad in that once I've trudged my way home through the cold for whatever reason, I'm HOME. I know that for a lot of folks reading this, attending a con in 8-hour chunks is sacrilege.
Saturday was a day for donating. I donated blood at the bloodmobile, donated some skin cells to the bone marrow registry, donated the question "Any thoughts on 'Tarot'?" to the "Misogyny in Comic Books" panel, donated my arm to lean on when an elderly woman dozed off and fell out of her chair in the "Continuity in Comic Books: When do you Just Give Up?" panel, and donated an hour of my life to "Repo: the Genetic Opera", the movie that answers the question "What do you get when you combine the hapless, clueless, virginal but OMG SO SPESHUL heroine from 'Twilight' with the Grand Guignol-done-cheap tawdriness of 'Bloodsucking Freaks' and then add in music so bad you think you're listening to a special all-heavy-metal edition of Eurovision?" (On top of all that, Paris Hilton survives through the entire movie. Talk about squicking out your audience.) And then I scooted home to donate my ability to drink multiple Thai iced teas to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
etiger4's "TENURE, I HAZ IT" dinner.
Sunday I performed as part of the Red Shift radio show, which had a very excellent audience and had two people (derspatchel as writer, audioboy as Master of Sound) perform miracles considering the short turnover time we had. I also like to think of Sunday as the Day of joyeous, since most of it was spent blithely traipsing from one of her performances to another. It was amazing, frankly. She was part of the shadowcast for Dr. Horrible at noon, performed as the Red Shift villain at 3, played Willow in the Buffy Singalong at 6, saved some baby kangaroos from a forest fire at 9, and was Willow again for the R-rated Buffy at midnight.
After all that, I slept. A LOT.
I'll start out by noting that there are both good and bad parts to living within walking distance of the convention. Good in that I don't have to worry about parking or finding a hotel room; bad in that once I've trudged my way home through the cold for whatever reason, I'm HOME. I know that for a lot of folks reading this, attending a con in 8-hour chunks is sacrilege.
Saturday was a day for donating. I donated blood at the bloodmobile, donated some skin cells to the bone marrow registry, donated the question "Any thoughts on 'Tarot'?" to the "Misogyny in Comic Books" panel, donated my arm to lean on when an elderly woman dozed off and fell out of her chair in the "Continuity in Comic Books: When do you Just Give Up?" panel, and donated an hour of my life to "Repo: the Genetic Opera", the movie that answers the question "What do you get when you combine the hapless, clueless, virginal but OMG SO SPESHUL heroine from 'Twilight' with the Grand Guignol-done-cheap tawdriness of 'Bloodsucking Freaks' and then add in music so bad you think you're listening to a special all-heavy-metal edition of Eurovision?" (On top of all that, Paris Hilton survives through the entire movie. Talk about squicking out your audience.) And then I scooted home to donate my ability to drink multiple Thai iced teas to
etiger4's "TENURE, I HAZ IT" dinner.Sunday I performed as part of the Red Shift radio show, which had a very excellent audience and had two people (
derspatchel as writer, audioboy as Master of Sound) perform miracles considering the short turnover time we had. I also like to think of Sunday as the Day of joyeous, since most of it was spent blithely traipsing from one of her performances to another. It was amazing, frankly. She was part of the shadowcast for Dr. Horrible at noon, performed as the Red Shift villain at 3, played Willow in the Buffy Singalong at 6, saved some baby kangaroos from a forest fire at 9, and was Willow again for the R-rated Buffy at midnight. After all that, I slept. A LOT.
