We spent a very lovely, relaxing three days in the company of
hrmortcia and her husband Eric. Morte took us to the
Experience Music Project. This was a most sobering experience, when I went into the sound booth with the drum set and discovered that all of my drumming skills are simply gone. This used to be a basic, integral part of my muscle memory, and now--nothing. As strange and disconcerting as if I'd woken up and forgotten how to dance.
The EMP also houses the fascinating Science Fiction Museum and Hall of Fame. A temporary exhibit of media costumes kept me occupied for quite some time. It even included some fan-made costumes. There was a small exhibit on fandom, zines, and cons that did a good job of not addressing the subject as if to say, "a bunch of nerds with no lives and bad breath."
Aaron got excited about riding the monorail, so we went downtown for dinner at a Japanese buffet, then back to Morte and Eric's to collapse.