Baycon2006 Part II - Saturday
May. 31st, 2006 11:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howeirdArrived at about 9:45 am, found a good spot to park only 2 miles from the main entrance. This year the Doubletree has decided to gouge for parking (it used to be free) so they directed me to free parking in the lot belonging to the property behind their massive lot. Better than nothing, but one more reason to consider moving the con elsewhere.
Made it in time for the 10 o'clock panel Collaborations: What Makes One Work? with two of my all-time favorite writers, Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. They collaborated on three books which I consider classics of Sci-Fi: Mote in God's Eye, Lucifer's Hammer and Footfall. I stopped reading their stuff when they went off the deep end into historical fantasy, which is what they were hyping at the panel, but their laurels collectively and separately are big enough to nest in, let alone rest on.
Pournelle is becoming a classic curmudgeon, helped a lot by his southern drawl and laid back delivery style. Niven gives the impression of the quiet, absent-minded professor, except his mind is anything but absent. Even with a mike, he is difficult to hear, while his buddy can roar above any crowd on a windy day.
Daugherty-Niven-Pournelle
There was a lot of good advice, and a lot of entertainment to be had, aided and abetted by moderator James Stanley Daugherty.
The program bozoids also scheduled Bad Advice for Writers in this time slot, I was sorry to have to miss that. Note to program staff: It works a lot better if you organize the panels into areas of interest, and make an effort to schedule like interests at non-competing times.
Next up was the Dr Who panel, where I stayed just long enough to find out what I've been missing by (a) not being in the UK and (b) not having the Sci Fi channel at home (in my locale it requires a cable box, which I refuse to get). Poked my head in at the fencing demo, then went to the food area, gave up on the 15-minute wait for a table and grabbed a hot dog from the Cold Franks and Colder Pizza stand.
Avoided the Cynthia McQuillin memorial filk, since I'd done that at Consonance, which was more than enough morbidity for one soul. Instead, I walked down the hall singing the first song I ever heard Cynthia sing, soto voce. Went to the themed reading: Humor, which was mildly entertaining. An excerpt was read from one of my favorite short story collections called Chicks in Chainmail edited by Esther Friesner. The story was A Sword Called Rhonda by Deirdre Saoirse Moen, and was published in the book Turn the Other Chick.
From there I went to the Firefly BOF, hoping to see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_oy_, but she wasn't there so I made a pass through the dealer's room, where I was surprised to see iamradar at a booth. She looked stunning in a red dress.
The photo was taken later when she was keeping in trim at a neighboring booth.
Ran intoscendan in her Revan costume, which unibear was helping her adjust. And had the honor of introducing scendan to makellan aka Claw, and captured the armored handshake:
My next not-to-be-missed event was Trailer Park, which again featured way too long a wait in a long line, for no apparent reason. The MC as usual was Chris Knight, who always does a fine job of peppering the movie trailers with trivia questions which only a True Fan can answer, with swag as a reward. This time I'd seen most of the trailers at WonderCon, the swag was limited and not too exciting, but I did get to sit next to a woman who was on a day pass from the State Home for the Terminally Adorable. That was nice.
Low blood sugar set in, so I missed the 5:30 Larry Niven interview in an attempt to find food. This time I had brought some with me, and ate outside while watching some medieval armed combat. Then I hiked out to the car, got my Colonel Sanders costume, brought it back to the hotel where I changed in a restroom stall, then hiked back out to the car to drop off the backpack with my mundane clothes, and then back to the hotel. If anyone has a good photo of me in my white suit (it matches my hair) I'd love to see one. I knowjadecat9 took one of the paparazzi, which I should be in.
8 pm was the masquerade, and I parked myself by the photo pit, watchingjohno and jadecat9 do the bait and switch. I arrived in time to catch _oy_ in a compromising position as John laced a corset onto her Hermione costume.
Took lots of pictures, mostly of people I knew or of the more delicious eye candy. If anyone can ID this lovely person, I would appreciate it:
As usual, the line for the Big Event was huge, and this time instead of winding down the hallway and back again, the geniuses at con ops/flare had it going down the stairs, and Cthulu-kows-where from there. Bottom line, at 8:30 the doors still had not opened. The good news is it gave us a good chance to pluck people out of line who were not contestants and photograph them.
Since I was outside the whole time, I did not get to see the formal entertainment, but I figure someone will point me at a video some day. I did manage to go inside for the awards, which took till about 11:30 to hand out.targeter won for "Most Beautiful"
and I'm not sure if it was for her costume or her face. Call it a tie.iamradar and seamoose snagged "Best in Class: Master" which is the highest award a con can give. How cool is that? And scendan was in the Spammish Inquisition group which won an award or three as well. Kind of a shame she did not enter as Revan, because that would have won all the marbles. But having fun with friends has its appeal too.
Coming out of the awards ceremony I had a schizo moment in the hallway when bothiamradar and targeter came out at the same time, I shouted "you won!" to both of them, and targeter came over to me, but iamradar went off in another direction to do the happy dance with her cell phone in hand. Ever try to look in two directions at once?
After Masq I hung around with the winners a bit, did the party circuit and went home.
Made it in time for the 10 o'clock panel Collaborations: What Makes One Work? with two of my all-time favorite writers, Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. They collaborated on three books which I consider classics of Sci-Fi: Mote in God's Eye, Lucifer's Hammer and Footfall. I stopped reading their stuff when they went off the deep end into historical fantasy, which is what they were hyping at the panel, but their laurels collectively and separately are big enough to nest in, let alone rest on.
Pournelle is becoming a classic curmudgeon, helped a lot by his southern drawl and laid back delivery style. Niven gives the impression of the quiet, absent-minded professor, except his mind is anything but absent. Even with a mike, he is difficult to hear, while his buddy can roar above any crowd on a windy day.
Daugherty-Niven-Pournelle
There was a lot of good advice, and a lot of entertainment to be had, aided and abetted by moderator James Stanley Daugherty.
The program bozoids also scheduled Bad Advice for Writers in this time slot, I was sorry to have to miss that. Note to program staff: It works a lot better if you organize the panels into areas of interest, and make an effort to schedule like interests at non-competing times.
Next up was the Dr Who panel, where I stayed just long enough to find out what I've been missing by (a) not being in the UK and (b) not having the Sci Fi channel at home (in my locale it requires a cable box, which I refuse to get). Poked my head in at the fencing demo, then went to the food area, gave up on the 15-minute wait for a table and grabbed a hot dog from the Cold Franks and Colder Pizza stand.
Avoided the Cynthia McQuillin memorial filk, since I'd done that at Consonance, which was more than enough morbidity for one soul. Instead, I walked down the hall singing the first song I ever heard Cynthia sing, soto voce. Went to the themed reading: Humor, which was mildly entertaining. An excerpt was read from one of my favorite short story collections called Chicks in Chainmail edited by Esther Friesner. The story was A Sword Called Rhonda by Deirdre Saoirse Moen, and was published in the book Turn the Other Chick.
From there I went to the Firefly BOF, hoping to see
_oy_, but she wasn't there so I made a pass through the dealer's room, where I was surprised to see iamradar at a booth. She looked stunning in a red dress.The photo was taken later when she was keeping in trim at a neighboring booth.
Ran into
scendan in her Revan costume, which unibear was helping her adjust. And had the honor of introducing scendan to makellan aka Claw, and captured the armored handshake:My next not-to-be-missed event was Trailer Park, which again featured way too long a wait in a long line, for no apparent reason. The MC as usual was Chris Knight, who always does a fine job of peppering the movie trailers with trivia questions which only a True Fan can answer, with swag as a reward. This time I'd seen most of the trailers at WonderCon, the swag was limited and not too exciting, but I did get to sit next to a woman who was on a day pass from the State Home for the Terminally Adorable. That was nice.
Low blood sugar set in, so I missed the 5:30 Larry Niven interview in an attempt to find food. This time I had brought some with me, and ate outside while watching some medieval armed combat. Then I hiked out to the car, got my Colonel Sanders costume, brought it back to the hotel where I changed in a restroom stall, then hiked back out to the car to drop off the backpack with my mundane clothes, and then back to the hotel. If anyone has a good photo of me in my white suit (it matches my hair) I'd love to see one. I know
jadecat9 took one of the paparazzi, which I should be in.8 pm was the masquerade, and I parked myself by the photo pit, watching
johno and jadecat9 do the bait and switch. I arrived in time to catch _oy_ in a compromising position as John laced a corset onto her Hermione costume.Took lots of pictures, mostly of people I knew or of the more delicious eye candy. If anyone can ID this lovely person, I would appreciate it:
As usual, the line for the Big Event was huge, and this time instead of winding down the hallway and back again, the geniuses at con ops/flare had it going down the stairs, and Cthulu-kows-where from there. Bottom line, at 8:30 the doors still had not opened. The good news is it gave us a good chance to pluck people out of line who were not contestants and photograph them.
Since I was outside the whole time, I did not get to see the formal entertainment, but I figure someone will point me at a video some day. I did manage to go inside for the awards, which took till about 11:30 to hand out.
targeter won for "Most Beautiful" and I'm not sure if it was for her costume or her face. Call it a tie.
iamradar and seamoose snagged "Best in Class: Master" which is the highest award a con can give. How cool is that? And scendan was in the Spammish Inquisition group which won an award or three as well. Kind of a shame she did not enter as Revan, because that would have won all the marbles. But having fun with friends has its appeal too. Coming out of the awards ceremony I had a schizo moment in the hallway when both
iamradar and targeter came out at the same time, I shouted "you won!" to both of them, and targeter came over to me, but iamradar went off in another direction to do the happy dance with her cell phone in hand. Ever try to look in two directions at once?After Masq I hung around with the winners a bit, did the party circuit and went home.
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