Why did you come to this convention?
"Friends. Titties. Karaoke," that was my answer verbatim on the Botcon 2006 survey. I'll write a longer report later, but this year's con was great as always, but was the first in a while not to top a prior convention. Given the 3 or 4 year run we were on, it was bound to happen. I recommend viewing my Friends page to read about some of the shenanigans at the con before I decide to get to them. (As of this writing, I recommend robo_rob and raptorck's accounts of the weekend.)
Here's a quick list of a few things I did for the first time this weekend:
-- Drove through life-threatening, white-out rain conditions.
-- Played paper telephone.
-- Slept with a gay man. (Shared a bed, you pervs.)
-- Found out about robo_rob's giant cock.
-- Sang an entire song in front of a bar full of people. (MP3 forthcoming)
-- Gave a waitress my phone number.
-- Gave a stripper my phone number.
-- Asked a drunk fat chick if she let Slayer third-hole her.
-- Bought a Transformers statue; Wheeljack, of course.
-- Drank Bourbon Beer.
-- Joked about Jesus knocking over a liquor store.
All that and more, just ahead, in Ant's next journal entry.
Here's a quick list of a few things I did for the first time this weekend:
-- Drove through life-threatening, white-out rain conditions.
-- Played paper telephone.
-- Slept with a gay man. (Shared a bed, you pervs.)
-- Found out about robo_rob's giant cock.
-- Sang an entire song in front of a bar full of people. (MP3 forthcoming)
-- Gave a waitress my phone number.
-- Gave a stripper my phone number.
-- Asked a drunk fat chick if she let Slayer third-hole her.
-- Bought a Transformers statue; Wheeljack, of course.
-- Drank Bourbon Beer.
-- Joked about Jesus knocking over a liquor store.
All that and more, just ahead, in Ant's next journal entry.