My first Arisia-type post -- more as I think of it
Lesse. Saturday night, I got to meet theferrett; Lis's comment to me was, "He's much cuter than his userpic. . ."
We got introduced to Eric Burns, who writes a well-respected column-thingy about webcomics, and his now-fiancee Wednesday White. As you probably already know if you're the kind of person to whom this would be interesting, Mr Burns asked Ms White to marry him with a little help from his friends.
So, when we were introduced, I said, "Congratulations", and then turned to his fiancee, and said "Congratulations" to her, too. And she looked at my badge, and said, "It's nice to finally meet you."
My face went blank. Lis says she WISHES she had a camera. I presume that my jaw dropped. It's one of those things that people use as a cliche, but it actually happens. Basically, you're startled enough that every muscle in your face suddenly relaxes, including the ones holding your mouth closed, except for the muscles which keep your eyes open, which tense, and widen your eyes.
". . . . You're THAT Wednesday??" I finally managed.
See, there was this person I'd known online since, like 1992 or something like that. Someone who I really even considered an online friends. And her name was Wednesday.
I'd, obviously, not emailed her for, well, nearly a decade. Neither of us was still posting in the same Usenet groups. And we'd clearly lost touch. Since that point, y'know, I'd flunked out of school, gotten married, become a bartender, bought a house, and stuff. And, apparently, she's done stuff since that time, too, like, including getting engaged earlier that day.
I love fandom. I love cons, and Arisia.
We got introduced to Eric Burns, who writes a well-respected column-thingy about webcomics, and his now-fiancee Wednesday White. As you probably already know if you're the kind of person to whom this would be interesting, Mr Burns asked Ms White to marry him with a little help from his friends.
So, when we were introduced, I said, "Congratulations", and then turned to his fiancee, and said "Congratulations" to her, too. And she looked at my badge, and said, "It's nice to finally meet you."
My face went blank. Lis says she WISHES she had a camera. I presume that my jaw dropped. It's one of those things that people use as a cliche, but it actually happens. Basically, you're startled enough that every muscle in your face suddenly relaxes, including the ones holding your mouth closed, except for the muscles which keep your eyes open, which tense, and widen your eyes.
". . . . You're THAT Wednesday??" I finally managed.
See, there was this person I'd known online since, like 1992 or something like that. Someone who I really even considered an online friends. And her name was Wednesday.
I'd, obviously, not emailed her for, well, nearly a decade. Neither of us was still posting in the same Usenet groups. And we'd clearly lost touch. Since that point, y'know, I'd flunked out of school, gotten married, become a bartender, bought a house, and stuff. And, apparently, she's done stuff since that time, too, like, including getting engaged earlier that day.
I love fandom. I love cons, and Arisia.