Saturday Evening at SiliCon
I didn't get to SiliCon today until 5:30 PM thanks to the rugby at Stanford, but eventually got the attention of the Registration desk sufficiently to actually buy a membership. If the membership numbers on the badges are not too full of holes, there are around 600 people attending.
I took my computer over the Fan Table lane and checked e-mail, but -- as is the way with these things -- people stopped to chat and I therefore did not do any LJ entries at the time; instead, I shut down the computer. I can write LJ entries anytime.
Tom Whitmore and David Clark sat down with me and we (naturally) smoffed on various subjects. We even had our pictures taken -- Worldcon Chairs on Display, I guess. After that I went to see the Masquerade, a small affair of 14 entries hosted by Fan Guest of Honor Craige Howlett. Craige was hampered somewhat by the lack of a lecturn on which to sit his notes. It was not until after the event when I was sitting out in the lower level foyer with bovil
, and others that we noticed that there was a lecturn sitting over in a corner. Had we but known, a squad of fans could have rectified the MC's dilemma.
Alas, I forgot to take my camera -- I remembered it while I was on the Dumbarton Bridge on the way to Stanford, and wasn't going to head back to get it -- and have no costume photos. Apparently the Best in Show went to a fellow in a Browncoats costume who sang a version of I'm a Good Old Rebel
. By coincidence, I'd just listened to the "Songs of the Civil War" CD last week, so I got it right away and told him so afterwards.
The costume that got the biggest laugh, though was one introduced as, "this costume is to die for." A woman came out dressed as a giant 20-sided die
Among the 14 entries were several young fans. I complimented them on their costumes and stage presence afterwards.
Then it was up to the party floor. There were relatively few parties compared to BayCon, but they did include the loeg
parties. As loud music and crowds are not really my scene, while relatively quiet and comfortable conversation is, I spent most of the evening at BASFA. Joining me was Raven O'Neill in her Incredibles costume and many people who passed through and engaged in fine fannish conversation.
Around 1:30 AM, as I started to realize how late it was and how far I was from home, Raven said she was heading back to her hotel room. I knew from talking with her that she had been economizing by staying at the Motel 6 down the street. While the distance wasn't that far, I offered to drive her back to her hotel and spare her having to walk down that street, including crossing the freeway exit ramp that has no way to trigger the lights for pedestrians, in spiky high heels. She accepted the offer and we headed out. After taking her back to the hotel, I headed home.
I'll be back for the last of SiliCon tomorrow, possibly in my WSFS uniform, but now I need a few hours of sleep.Update, 9 Oct 10:45:
Added link to masquerade photo, courtest of johno
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