Westercon Weekend Wrapup

Saturday, I attended the "Writing About Aliens" and "The First Five Pages" panels. I think I learned a lot more in the second one than the first. Both were much more coherent than those on Friday, but I think now that part of that can be attributed to how many brain cells I could dedicate to the task of listening; looking back, I was exhausted Friday because of my screwed up sleep schedule.

I watched the very silly Tomb Raider movie, which is nifty eye candy but Ms. Jolie isn't nearly as much of a hottie as she and her fans seem to think she is (sorry, J; I know you want to marry her but she does nothing for me). Watching Chris Barrie as her butler was fun: "Hmm. Live rounds again?"

Sunday Omaha as I picked up Yamaarashi-chan for a little bit. Unfortunately, there were no kid's tracks for Sunday, so they watched the kid-friendly anime in the KidKon while Omaha and I hit our last panel, "Writing Long Arcs," then played a round or two of Give Me The Brain, an incredibly silly card game in which you play a zombie working at a fast-food restaurant trying to complete all of your jobs so you can go home for the day. Some jobs require a brain, but there's only one for all of you, so you bid with other players for posession of it.

We went home and did, well, housework. fallenpegasus showed up at the convention and eventually came over. We sat around complaining about how hot it was and discussing details of the convention.

I made pizza dough. Yamaarashi-chan rolled it out into six little pockets which we filled with saute'd onions, red bell peppers, mozarella and ricotta, and I baked them in the oven. She had a lot of fun making the pockets and pinching them together. Although they were calzone's, I called them "pizza sandwiches" since I know the girls like pizza. They still didn't eat. (I wasn't surprised; they'd been heavily snacked at KidKon and had eaten well of their egg salad sandwiches). We tried giving them other things, and they just weren't hungry. Ah, well. I ate mine; it was very delicious, especially with the yeasty, home-made dough.

All in all, a rather fun weekend. Quiet, reserved. I would like to have gone to some room parties and perhaps the dance, but Omaha doesn't get a chance to go out as often as I do and someone had to watch the kids.

Bwahahahahaha!

As is typical for some teenagers, three bright sparks in Nova Scotia decided to go for a joyride. Rather than steal a car they stole a boat. After tooling around for a while, they beached it and then realized they'd left their fingerprints all over the thing. So they decided to torch it to erase all evidence of their crime.

It was only after the boat was merrily ablaze that one of these bright sparks realized, "Hey, we're on an island."

They had to be rescued by helicopter.