2008 Cons
Dec. 2nd, 2007 | 09:05 am
So I had a wonderful breakfast with
ecmyers when I was in NYC, and among many, many other things we talked about WisCon and how the Concourse Hotel's online reservation system should have the initials SUX instead of the Salt Lake City airport, and how time was running out and really, we should get our hotel reservations in ... so, long story short (I know, bus has already left on that, shut up) I got busy this morning and just finished making arrangements not only for WisCon but also for RadCon and Norwescon as well.
(I was half-assed thinking of making my reservation for World Fantasy too, except I have this terrible feeling that by the time October '08 rolls around, the exchange rate will be so bad that paying for a room in Canada will involve rolling a wheelbarrow of American cash across the border.)
Yes, I'm going to be a con-going fool this spring. Which is not much different from just being a normal fool, except that it's more expensive and there tends to be liver damage involved.
So anyway, I have rooms. I am especially excited about having secured a room on the Governor's Club floor at WisCon. Last year, I knew the Governor's Club only as a magical land of booze, sugar, and fairies that I was not allowed to enter. This year I'm crashing the gates. Behold the mighty power of my early-reservation-fu!
(I was half-assed thinking of making my reservation for World Fantasy too, except I have this terrible feeling that by the time October '08 rolls around, the exchange rate will be so bad that paying for a room in Canada will involve rolling a wheelbarrow of American cash across the border.)
Yes, I'm going to be a con-going fool this spring. Which is not much different from just being a normal fool, except that it's more expensive and there tends to be liver damage involved.
So anyway, I have rooms. I am especially excited about having secured a room on the Governor's Club floor at WisCon. Last year, I knew the Governor's Club only as a magical land of booze, sugar, and fairies that I was not allowed to enter. This year I'm crashing the gates. Behold the mighty power of my early-reservation-fu!
