Too Damn Close, and I Give Up

19 08 2010

I give up! I can’t not talk about Dragon*Con. It’s too damn close and not close enough. I can’t wait. Anyone got a TARDIS? Time machine of any sort? no? Damn.

I can’t wait to see all the Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, DC Comics, Marvel, anime, Doctor Who, Torchwood, BSG, Buffy¬†and Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse, video game and many other cosplayers. Okay, those links all link to zazzle, and I get money if you buy anything from Zazzle within 45 days after clicking those links, but the links are relevant to their hypertext. Buy from them, buy from me. I need the money. I can’t get a job, I’ve been trying. So please.

Please?

Okay, anyway. I still can’t fucking wait ’til Dragon*Con… how many more days is it? Shit! that many? Damn you, time, and your apparent¬†linearity even if you are wibbly wobbly and all that. Grr.

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Dragon*Con III

13 09 2009

Saturday… after I woke up anyway. I woke up in time to see the D*C parade at 10 with Ian. Sam, Maia, and Teeter were in the parade. Sam was the 10th Doctor, Maia was Rose (technically from an episode in her first season), and Teeter pretended to look like Donna….

Sam is the one in blue, and Maia and Teeter are the two to his left (the right side of the photo).

Later that day I got separated from Ian and wandered around the Con for a bit, finally meeting up with Sam. I kept him company while he waited in line to get an autograph from Terry Gilliam. We talked about a lot of stuff. After that he went up to his room to shower before the BSG party. And I wandered around the Conagain… until the BSG party. Was one of the first in line. The BSG party was interesting, and I wish I could have stayed longer, but I was tired… like I was practically asleep on my feet… and I had to walk a mile to my hostel. So that’s how that night ended… early… around midnight.