08-22-2015, 11:40 AM
My flight to Seattle was delayed on Thursday due to smoke in the area. I finally made it, got the connection to Wenatchee, where I met up with Lady Cranefly, who had been on a business trip for the past week. We then drove to Spokane for Sasquan (WorldCon).
Spokane has been a smoky mess. The sun was straight out of Dhalgren on Friday, and its reflection in the Spokane River was blood-red. The convention is spread over a cluster of 5 hotels, so walking or taking buses between them is necessary, but unpleasant. The party rooms last night got crowded and hot to the point that people started opening windows. Not a good idea. Our eyes were itchy last night by bedtime, and there really aren’t any no-smoking rooms anymore.
As for the costume contest last night, I thought I had a chance of winning something with my Sailor Moon costume, but was totally outclassed by an amazing Captain Kangaroo dead-ringer. I mean, how can you compete with that? Then there was the jellyfish girl. At least I think it was girl. A spinning sparkling musical wonder with blinking colored lights when they dimmed the room.
More later. Staying lowkey. Saw the Asian Jeopardy champion wandering about. What’s his name? Arthur Chu. Lady Cranefly wants to meet him, but she missed him on this occasion.
BTW, I went to my first WorldCon back in 1980 in Boston. I don't think there was a single motorized wheelchair or cart at the event. At this one, there's always several in sight. I'd guess 60 or so carts at least. Always needing to make room for them. Yes, there's been a lot of talk of the graying of SF fandom. No doubt about it.
And yes, there's always been a lot of very big people at these conventions. That hasn't changed. The misfits of the world...
Spokane has been a smoky mess. The sun was straight out of Dhalgren on Friday, and its reflection in the Spokane River was blood-red. The convention is spread over a cluster of 5 hotels, so walking or taking buses between them is necessary, but unpleasant. The party rooms last night got crowded and hot to the point that people started opening windows. Not a good idea. Our eyes were itchy last night by bedtime, and there really aren’t any no-smoking rooms anymore.
As for the costume contest last night, I thought I had a chance of winning something with my Sailor Moon costume, but was totally outclassed by an amazing Captain Kangaroo dead-ringer. I mean, how can you compete with that? Then there was the jellyfish girl. At least I think it was girl. A spinning sparkling musical wonder with blinking colored lights when they dimmed the room.
More later. Staying lowkey. Saw the Asian Jeopardy champion wandering about. What’s his name? Arthur Chu. Lady Cranefly wants to meet him, but she missed him on this occasion.
BTW, I went to my first WorldCon back in 1980 in Boston. I don't think there was a single motorized wheelchair or cart at the event. At this one, there's always several in sight. I'd guess 60 or so carts at least. Always needing to make room for them. Yes, there's been a lot of talk of the graying of SF fandom. No doubt about it.
And yes, there's always been a lot of very big people at these conventions. That hasn't changed. The misfits of the world...