I had a great time hovering ghostlike amongst the WisCon game/comix and feminism panel. I think it might have been a bit inconvenient/ annoying for the panelists as the audio kept cutting out but still, I said some reasonably good stuff that I think was entertaining. I was very interested to hear about the stuff going on in video games.
Why did I not go to WisCon this year? Am I crazy? Next year for sure. We could all go. Moomin is old enough to be in whatever daycare they have, too.
Whump, I hope you took notes or else got me whatever handouts or lists were going around... actually just bring me back whatever neato flyers, handouts, etc. you come across!!!
I wish I could be there for the panel on older women characters.
Moomin watched C1nderella (poisonous movie! and he named his blue pretty pony after her, too, that eyelash batting ho! ) We visited Squid and family and then hared off to the zoo for a flamingoes and pizza picnic. My friends' graduation party ("we are going to a grownup party" "oh, okay. can i eat cookies?" "Yes.") was fun especially as it was unexpectedly filled with their relatives from all over instead of (as I had thought) everyone from our department. I swear to fucking got I had the best conversation with Moose's brother from w1sconsin. First of all, realizing that his family calls him "Moose". Second of all I learned in casual conversation that his brother "goes over the road" (was that even the exact expression?) which means does interstate trucking.
I loved this man. He said to me and some other slightly older guy who was someone else's uncle: "Yeah, I'm from a really small town, like, REALLY small, and if I hadn't been in a lot of other cities, and I lived in M@dison for a couple years... I was actually kinda like, whoa, am i really GOIN' TO SAN FRANCISCO? Because I don't know if I could've handled it, otherwise. And my cousin was like, "Oh, no, it's really not such a big deal and you don't even notice it, really, they are pretty much just the same." But then I told her, "No way, you don't understand, see, you just, like, went to Alcatraz, and did those things and rode the cable car or somethin', but I'm gonna be walking up and down Castro Street with a coupla GAY guys, ya know? I don't know WHAT I'm gonna be seeing. But, you know, that's cool, I can totally handle it, because I lived in M@dison and have Travelled all over, to Tampa and Wyoming and stuff, even if I never made it to California."
I found this utterly charming. I remember why I liked the midwest at times. Innocence and openness. My other friend's relative, the other recipient of the Trucker Brother's wonderful monologue, started in horror, looked around the room, and said (sincerely) "What? There's two GAY GUYS here? Who's gay? You're kidding right? I'm gonna get my WIFE over here. Don't look at me man. It's not me. I have a wife. Really. Over there." as if a sling was about to pop out of the ceiling and whisk him up whle his cock were about to be sucked forcibly right there and then while someone trussed him up like a thanksgiving turkey and fisted him. He should be so lucky. Then a tiny, tiny realization that it was the Trucker Guy's BROTHER who was the gay one entered his pea-brain and he verbally backpedalled for a while really badly. I didn't help him one bit. I could not believe I had just heard those words come out of a real person's mouth. Me and the Trucker exchanged Looks and then I asked him a lot of questions about owner-operated rigs vs. working for a company, and got an earful of information.
Moomin, meanwhile, watched Al@ddin and read F0x in S0cks several times. I enjoyed many doubletakes as people realized he was really reading it and not just flipping the pages.
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