Well, poo.
6:54 PM 4/23/07 · Just got back from Quizno's, where I fed my ailing form a small sandwich and some chicken noodle soup; forgot to ask for no mushrooms. If we've not covered this before, when I'm sick and as feverish as I currently feel...I lose my tenuous hold on sanity. That I was eating out and at the next table there seemed to be a family gathering of the daughter educating her parents on how cocaine is so much better for you than crystal meth...
...it just completes the surreal atmosphere.
This post was written right after the one before it, which may be hard to appreciate from your perspective as I haven't even posted the aformentioned yet. On the way to Quizno's I called Mom to get an update on her future hospital stay. I already knew she'd be going under the knife May 14th but there were other details not mine as yet. For example, her recovery time is slated to be longer than the time between the operation and the convention. Couple that with not as many family members coming into town as previously was told me...
Let's just say I won't be at BayCon this year. I've already put calls out to my roommates to be, excepting those I don't have numbers for, and have talked to two informing them they need to look elsewhere now to crash for the weekend and store their stuff. Was looking at 8 definite roommates: 2 possibles who needed to store stuff and change clothes, one probably not going, random staff guy, another who was going in the hopes the one probably not going actually was going, and another that wanted to goto Rocky and hang for the night. The last being
Corin who will be wanting to goto the next meeting, which I'll be going to, this coming Sunday just to see folks; former staff member from a decade or so back.
Actually, there may've been a few more. Fever not helping thought processes and you'd be amazed how you can still comfortably fill a room so long as everybody is fairly friendly.
Raven was toying around with bringing Naked Twister.
Kinda just going myself to cancel my room,
Tycho will be so thrilled to get an extra one, and get a feel for other departments. The last meeting I got booted permanently from the gopher hole for what I'd term a politically correct reason, for wont of a better term, and another which can be easily described as odious at best. I got the full story from
Biiku and then the more official/less informative one from ye God of BayCon; she approached me first after talking to him.
To say I was highly insulted, cuz of the real reason, doesn't even come close to describing it. The other reason is reasonable but hard to buy as there are other gophers that meet the same criteria and they've not been similarily approached; I checked. Regardless, I've been advised to consult other departments to possibly work at future conventions.
Biiku was kind enough to allow me my rollever from being a gopher towards this convention so the first time since 1992 I'd just be going as a normal con·goer.
Boy, did Fate pull the rug out from under me!
Still, previous Parentals of Gophers have allowed me to skip a convention before and take my rolloever the following year. I figure if I can get away with that for family weddings than a parent in surgery would probably work as well.
Anyways, just felt a need to inform, for those of you that like seeing me and hanging out. I'm sure my grim and rumor mongering mob of angry villagers may have a "No Dopple at BayCon celebration" and I can just hope they all get really drunk and sick. Still trying to discourage two of my friends from holding a protest about my situation, appreciate it but I'd be embarrassed...
...although, if you see banners anywhere going "Don't topple the Dopple" that's why.
Going to additionally post, with an evil LJ·cut tag, a slightly edited version of this to the baycon community, which apparently I've been granted posting access to again. As there are some folks I've got no other way to inform now, who'd be in similar gloomy blues as the people that will no doubt still show up at the DoubleTree Inn expecting the convention, I'm just trying to cover all my bases.
Of my friendslist, cuz ID·tags get attention more than just lengthy text sometimes, this is directed at
Anna,
Marianne,
Nash,
niveK,
Rachel,
Al, &
Raven
...it just completes the surreal atmosphere.
This post was written right after the one before it, which may be hard to appreciate from your perspective as I haven't even posted the aformentioned yet. On the way to Quizno's I called Mom to get an update on her future hospital stay. I already knew she'd be going under the knife May 14th but there were other details not mine as yet. For example, her recovery time is slated to be longer than the time between the operation and the convention. Couple that with not as many family members coming into town as previously was told me...
Let's just say I won't be at BayCon this year. I've already put calls out to my roommates to be, excepting those I don't have numbers for, and have talked to two informing them they need to look elsewhere now to crash for the weekend and store their stuff. Was looking at 8 definite roommates: 2 possibles who needed to store stuff and change clothes, one probably not going, random staff guy, another who was going in the hopes the one probably not going actually was going, and another that wanted to goto Rocky and hang for the night. The last being
Corin who will be wanting to goto the next meeting, which I'll be going to, this coming Sunday just to see folks; former staff member from a decade or so back.
Actually, there may've been a few more. Fever not helping thought processes and you'd be amazed how you can still comfortably fill a room so long as everybody is fairly friendly.
Raven was toying around with bringing Naked Twister.
Kinda just going myself to cancel my room,
Tycho will be so thrilled to get an extra one, and get a feel for other departments. The last meeting I got booted permanently from the gopher hole for what I'd term a politically correct reason, for wont of a better term, and another which can be easily described as odious at best. I got the full story from
Biiku and then the more official/less informative one from ye God of BayCon; she approached me first after talking to him.
To say I was highly insulted, cuz of the real reason, doesn't even come close to describing it. The other reason is reasonable but hard to buy as there are other gophers that meet the same criteria and they've not been similarily approached; I checked. Regardless, I've been advised to consult other departments to possibly work at future conventions.
Biiku was kind enough to allow me my rollever from being a gopher towards this convention so the first time since 1992 I'd just be going as a normal con·goer.
Boy, did Fate pull the rug out from under me!
Still, previous Parentals of Gophers have allowed me to skip a convention before and take my rolloever the following year. I figure if I can get away with that for family weddings than a parent in surgery would probably work as well.
Anyways, just felt a need to inform, for those of you that like seeing me and hanging out. I'm sure my grim and rumor mongering mob of angry villagers may have a "No Dopple at BayCon celebration" and I can just hope they all get really drunk and sick. Still trying to discourage two of my friends from holding a protest about my situation, appreciate it but I'd be embarrassed...
...although, if you see banners anywhere going "Don't topple the Dopple" that's why.
Going to additionally post, with an evil LJ·cut tag, a slightly edited version of this to the baycon community, which apparently I've been granted posting access to again. As there are some folks I've got no other way to inform now, who'd be in similar gloomy blues as the people that will no doubt still show up at the DoubleTree Inn expecting the convention, I'm just trying to cover all my bases.
Of my friendslist, cuz ID·tags get attention more than just lengthy text sometimes, this is directed at
Anna,
Marianne,
Nash,
niveK,
Rachel,
Al, &
Raven