Worldcon Wednesday (day 1)
Got up a little after 8:00 this morning, ate at the breakfast buffet, then headed down to the art show. After putting out my bid sheets and getting completely checked in, I volunteered to help hang mail-in art. It took almost two hours to hang one artist, because he had miscalculated the panel size, so things didn't fit the way he expected them to. I got everything on, by having things stick up a little and hang below a little more, and then by getting creative with the bid sheets.
The convention officially started at noon. When I went through the dealers room not much later, one of the first things I saw was the omnibus volume of Digger, which has been sitting in my Amazon wishlist for several months. It's very thick and weighs something like twenty pounds. *That's* going to make my luggage heavy! I also bought the other book I was looking for; the author is here, so I should be able to get it signed tomorrow after her reading. Not long after that, I made the trek back to my room to dump the extra weight from my tote bag. I did go back in and buy a couple of fun t-shirts a little later, also a small dragon figurine from an artist I've admired for years.
The first panel I was interested in was at 4:00; unfortunately, by the time I got to the room at 3:55, it was already standing room only. I couldn't possibly have stood there for an hour, so I reluctantly skipped it. The geology talk later was very interesting, though.
The art show was still not completely complete this afternoon--there were a few bid sheets still to be put up--but it's very impressive. I bid on one piece and bought two small prints (as if I don't already have enough Teresa Mather prints) after much dithering. And the Mayhaps that I brought has a bid already. I also heard much admiration for the Martian flat cats while I stood (hovered, really) nearby; the woman didn't bid because, she said, it would become a dog toy.
The con suite, which usually has soft drinks and munchies out, was very disappointing. I guess the convention center was being hardline about not cannibalizing sales from their food vendors--which have decent-to-good food for captive-audience prices--because there was just a little convention-center-owned kiosk in the con suite with $4 bottles of soda and $3 bags of chips--highway robbery. (Interestingly, there are vending machines in the convention center that only charge $2.50 for a bottle of soda.) After the food venues closed, the convention did bring out munchies and soda, though.
Around 8:00, I left to come back to my room for the night. In theory, there were bid parties starting soon in the con suite area, but I'm pooped.
Crossposted from dreamwidth, where there are
comments. Comments welcome here or there.
The convention officially started at noon. When I went through the dealers room not much later, one of the first things I saw was the omnibus volume of Digger, which has been sitting in my Amazon wishlist for several months. It's very thick and weighs something like twenty pounds. *That's* going to make my luggage heavy! I also bought the other book I was looking for; the author is here, so I should be able to get it signed tomorrow after her reading. Not long after that, I made the trek back to my room to dump the extra weight from my tote bag. I did go back in and buy a couple of fun t-shirts a little later, also a small dragon figurine from an artist I've admired for years.
The first panel I was interested in was at 4:00; unfortunately, by the time I got to the room at 3:55, it was already standing room only. I couldn't possibly have stood there for an hour, so I reluctantly skipped it. The geology talk later was very interesting, though.
The art show was still not completely complete this afternoon--there were a few bid sheets still to be put up--but it's very impressive. I bid on one piece and bought two small prints (as if I don't already have enough Teresa Mather prints) after much dithering. And the Mayhaps that I brought has a bid already. I also heard much admiration for the Martian flat cats while I stood (hovered, really) nearby; the woman didn't bid because, she said, it would become a dog toy.
The con suite, which usually has soft drinks and munchies out, was very disappointing. I guess the convention center was being hardline about not cannibalizing sales from their food vendors--which have decent-to-good food for captive-audience prices--because there was just a little convention-center-owned kiosk in the con suite with $4 bottles of soda and $3 bags of chips--highway robbery. (Interestingly, there are vending machines in the convention center that only charge $2.50 for a bottle of soda.) After the food venues closed, the convention did bring out munchies and soda, though.
Around 8:00, I left to come back to my room for the night. In theory, there were bid parties starting soon in the con suite area, but I'm pooped.
Crossposted from dreamwidth, where there are
comments. Comments welcome here or there.