Con report!

[rabidsamfan]

Well, not exactly. I mean, I did see some of the con and it was fun, but I spent a lot of time running around Dizzyland with the nephew and holed up with the filkers, singing. But I had a great time regardless. The friend who floated me bedspace won an award at the Masquerade (woohoo!), and I learned heard a whole lot of songs, fragments of which are still floating around in my head. "There's oobleck in the bathtub" being one of them. (Try explaining that to your mundane coworkers when you're crooning it absently as you process books...)

I burbled at my sister about the New Avengers and she burbled at me about the book she's writing and I saw several hobbits running about. (If I can find the cable that goes to my camera so I can download the pics, I'll post some of 'em.) I didn't get to the performance of the Prancing Pony Players because it conflicted with a book raffle for which I'd bought tickets, unfortunately, but I'm told it was great fun. (I didn't make it through the raffle either -- a little too much Dizzyland that morning and very hot sun! -- but the person I gave my tickets to was so thoroughly astonished and grateful that I felt justified anyway.)

I've come home and fallen over about five minutes after I get in the door every night, which is payback for staying up at the dead dog filker party till the wee California hours and then trying to readjust to the East Coast. Yes, my body really did think it was 5:30 in the morning when I went to bed... I now have heard the ballad of Eskimo Nell and I was too tired to blush, so heaven only knows what the other ragged-enders think of me. It's probably true anyway...

I haven't a hope of catching up on my flist. If there's anything vital I should look at, (or not so vital, but of interest), kick me in the comments and I'll try to wake up.

Comments

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

Yay congoing! I'm glad you had a good time. :) (And when my coworkers ask me what I'm humming, I usually tell them. The looks on their faces are delightful.)

[claudia603.livejournal.com]

Welcome back! It sounds like you had a grate time! :-)

[surgicalsteel.livejournal.com]

I've been posting fic, burbling about loving my new job, and babbling about how happy I was that my monthly friend arrived this month. That's all.

[periantari.livejournal.com]

The River update!!!
and i think you'll love this chapter. ;)

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

If I'd been humming, I don't think they would have asked. ;)

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

I did. But I'm paying for it! *creak creak*

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Ah... I'm looking forward to Saturday, when I have no commitments and can read something that isn't a book review!

I'm glad you're loving the new job. You worked hard to get there!

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

OOOOOHHHH! SHINY! SHINY! SHINY!

*bounces* *bangs toes*

I'll have to read it when I get done ordering all these *&#$@! books!

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

I was going to go, but circumstances conspired. Sorry I missed you! (I'm a huge filker too - do a lot of LOTR and slash stuff.) Lee and Barry Gold did "Eskimo Nell," am I right? TJ Burnside-Clapp's great, so is Tom Smith (who may not have been there.)

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Actually, someone else sang Eskimo Nell, but I certainly heard the Gold's singing other things. They'd wandered about three hours earlier though, because the people they were riding with needed to go and Lee was hungry. TJ sang with her daughters at one of the one-shots. (Tiberius Rising) The harmony was really good. And I got to hear "Banned from Argo" in the full version, because they did a "filks we love to hate" session of all the things they'd gotten tired of being asked to sing. TJ was sitting there trying to remember all the words to "Dairy Queen", and she still left out a couplet. But we didn't mind!