Post dump

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Obviously I'm never getting around to finishing my write-up about the rest of my goings-ons at Dragon-Con 2008 previously seen here and here (it's already NOVEMBER! Jesus!). But, if I was this is what I'd talk about: how atraxia and I ended up going to the Harry Potter Party Sunday night, which had the best music selection out of all the official shindigs we attended but was soundtracked by FanVids so there were five to ten second gaps in-between songs that made it hard to keep a continual groove going. That we got to see "our Snape" up close and in a well-lit room for the first time (seriously, what's up with parties being held in full lighting? only the BSG peeps got the ambiance thing down) and he wasn't quite as cute as we'd initially thought. Nor was his disjointed dancing an act (he told us he just "moved to the music" which... dude looked like he was going into constant epileptic fits on the dance floor). And then we got to see him make out with a young (emphasis on young) woman dressed as Hermione. Both K. and I agreed our fantasy was much better before meeting him at the party.

I'd also talk about how I totally chickened out when it came to saying hi to David Nykl (Radek Zalenka from SGA). And how much the concept of the Autograph Room discomforts me.

Then maybe I'd mention the nice guy we met on the shuttle ride to the airport Monday afternoon and how he told us about the furries getting down and dirty in the lobby of the Marriott Friday evening.

And I'd wrap up with a couple of pictures:




I just jumped in the elevator in the wee hours of the morning and
Nightwing happened to be there. Par for the course, really.



A snippet from Monday's Stargate Panel. There's no rational
reason for my David Nykl celeb crush. *sigh*



This dude's costuming was awesome from the back, but
when he turned around you saw all his dark stubble and his
paunch. It killed the mystique.


I did the nun thing for Halloween. I finished seeing my patients very early, so I was able to run back home to change and drop off my work stuff before heading out. I met raptorgirl (she made a nifty Lydia from Beetlejuice) and a friend of hers along the parade route, and we chatted for a bit as we waited for the parade to begin. We also ended up speaking with a woman next to us who'd said she was saving a spot for her boyfriend. That boyfriend was a complete douche who showed up about an hour and a half after we did, by which time a good number of people were already standing and waiting. He barreled his way through *everyone* without even an "excuse me", pushing a number of us out of the way, and refused to apologize because his girlfriend was "supposed to have been holding a spot down [for him]". Suffice to say his douchery didn't stop there: he spent most of the parade yelling stupidity at various parade-goers and belittling the opinions of the people around him. Then there was the photographer on my left who decided to keep his camera bag slung across his shoulder during the entire event, digging into my side for two hours of joy. Folks were pushing into us, it was just annoying. Lots of douchery. But there were nice costumes.

I completely forgot to take a full-length photo of myself in my nun digs. Oh well. I wore my habit and robes, along with a short lavender wig, glittery eyeshadow, and lavender lipstick. The overall effect was actually quite subtle since the wig was more or less hidden by the habit and the lipstick was quite light, and I got more than a few folks who came up to me on the ride home to ask me dead serious-like if I was an *actual* nun. HI-larious.





Mario's and Luigi's were rampant, but this dude was the only Toadstool I saw.




After seeing this I had to look down to check whether I'd morphed into 8-bit.


I used to love that show.


This guy dressed up as the Cyclone Roller Coaster from Coney Island.


A gaggle of Richard Simmons.






Puppeteers doing what they do.


It being the 25th anniversary of "Thriller", there was a performance
group of undead folks and Michael's, which was awesome.

There were a number of amazingly original costumes, including one lady dressed up as Janet Leigh from the Psycho shower scene, shower, tub, and all (!), but my view was hampered and my photography skills proved not up to the task. Next year I figure I'll not deal with the hassle of human bodies and douchery and just end up walking the route.