Anime Weekend Atlanta: Saturday of the Harvard MBA
Saturday:
Woke up late slept through all the panels I wanted to see. Made my way to the con hotel to record the podcast with Dave. Daryl made fun of my Fast Karate shirt. Took pictures of a "New Orleans" themed food truck.
Met Dave and Steve in the elevator lobby. Steve joined in on the epic podcast about Lensman and old Pulp sci-fi which eventually turned into a political debate, damn Harvard MBAs! After that we met up with Tim and had lunch at some Ted Turner-owned Buffalo themed restaurant, good buffalo burgers.
After lunch Dave and I went to the grocery store to get supplies for the next party. We got some snacks and stuff to make punch. Sadly the frozen food freezers died so all the frozen juice mixes were thawed out.
On the way out of the grocery store a gay black furry came up to Dave and I and asked for a ride since "his friends left him there." We made a point to leave our badges in the car, but alas you can smell the nerd on us I guess. On the ride back Hetalia came up and I said I never watched it, the furry kid was taken aback by this, Dave said "it's ok to not like Hetalia." We got the kid to help us carry supplies up to Dave's floor. I went back to my room and gathered up my booze and mini-keg for the party.
I arrived at the party like 20 minutes early and helped people set up. Made the punch which I didn't care for, but it was quickly drunk up. I mainly drank from my New Castle mini-keg and whiskey sours. This party was way less awkward. Talked to a bunch of people. Met people I knew from the internet and didn't even realize it. At some point I started ranting about tape trading rules, so I was kidnapped to bitch at some guy who used to do that stuff back in the day.
At some point I gave Dave my phone to call his wife in Canada. Then at some point I took the phone back and talked to his wife. I was pretty drunk at that point. I vaguely remember catching a grown woman farting, a conversation about college rock, and a large group of people escorting a guy named Parker to his room where he puked like 3 times.
Around 4am, sobering up, I walked home. Best con ever.
STAY TUNED FOR THE FINAL DAY!
Woke up late slept through all the panels I wanted to see. Made my way to the con hotel to record the podcast with Dave. Daryl made fun of my Fast Karate shirt. Took pictures of a "New Orleans" themed food truck.
Met Dave and Steve in the elevator lobby. Steve joined in on the epic podcast about Lensman and old Pulp sci-fi which eventually turned into a political debate, damn Harvard MBAs! After that we met up with Tim and had lunch at some Ted Turner-owned Buffalo themed restaurant, good buffalo burgers.
After lunch Dave and I went to the grocery store to get supplies for the next party. We got some snacks and stuff to make punch. Sadly the frozen food freezers died so all the frozen juice mixes were thawed out.
On the way out of the grocery store a gay black furry came up to Dave and I and asked for a ride since "his friends left him there." We made a point to leave our badges in the car, but alas you can smell the nerd on us I guess. On the ride back Hetalia came up and I said I never watched it, the furry kid was taken aback by this, Dave said "it's ok to not like Hetalia." We got the kid to help us carry supplies up to Dave's floor. I went back to my room and gathered up my booze and mini-keg for the party.
I arrived at the party like 20 minutes early and helped people set up. Made the punch which I didn't care for, but it was quickly drunk up. I mainly drank from my New Castle mini-keg and whiskey sours. This party was way less awkward. Talked to a bunch of people. Met people I knew from the internet and didn't even realize it. At some point I started ranting about tape trading rules, so I was kidnapped to bitch at some guy who used to do that stuff back in the day.
At some point I gave Dave my phone to call his wife in Canada. Then at some point I took the phone back and talked to his wife. I was pretty drunk at that point. I vaguely remember catching a grown woman farting, a conversation about college rock, and a large group of people escorting a guy named Parker to his room where he puked like 3 times.
Around 4am, sobering up, I walked home. Best con ever.
STAY TUNED FOR THE FINAL DAY!