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MediaWest*Con in review
Short version: Another good con.
This year, the fourth floor was out of commission for renovations. Fifth was done, very spiffily, though I was apparently allergic to something in the new decor; five minutes in a fifth-floor room, and I developed a splitting headache. Luckily we were actually staying on 2, courtesy of the charming![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bentleywg. What with a quarter of the hotel unavailable, I would think attendance must have been low again, but it seemed much more energetic and well-populated than last year.
The door decoration came out very well, sort of a giant Burn Notice scrapbook page, with Michael's Spy Tips, Sam's Keg of Knowledge, and Fiona's Words to Live By, plus lots of yogurt and doodads. It didn't win anything in the contest (the fact that at least one of the judges had never seen the show likely didn't help), but fortunately that wasn't why we did it. We were pleased with it, and that's what counts.
It was the Con of the Interrupted Conversation: It seemed like every time I got involved in talking to somebody, somebody else who wanted to talk to me appeared. While one or two important chats ended up put off for a later date, overall I take this as a sign of a very good con indeed. ;-)
Panels seemed particularly off-topic this year; I ended up walking out of several because, while they certainly seemed to be of interest to some of the people there, they definitely were not as advertised. Pity, because some of the topics (like the show but hate the fandom; how to overcome writer's block) could have been quite engaging. Oh well.
The VHS-to-DVD panel was very informative; I must check out the recommended brand of VHS-to-USB player. And possibly get a degree in video production.
The Burn Notice panel was good again this year. Our fandom is still full of sane people; even the one person whose agenda was stronger than her knowledge of the show wasn't too annoying.
Rather than attending the art auction and having to sit on my hands, I set up in the room with the door open and The Sandbaggers on the DVD player. Had a lovely time watching and chatting with assorted folks, including one who to my surprise had never seen the show before. It was like a mini-Sandbaggers con in the middle of MediaWest; very fine indeed.
This year, the fourth floor was out of commission for renovations. Fifth was done, very spiffily, though I was apparently allergic to something in the new decor; five minutes in a fifth-floor room, and I developed a splitting headache. Luckily we were actually staying on 2, courtesy of the charming
bentleywg. What with a quarter of the hotel unavailable, I would think attendance must have been low again, but it seemed much more energetic and well-populated than last year.The door decoration came out very well, sort of a giant Burn Notice scrapbook page, with Michael's Spy Tips, Sam's Keg of Knowledge, and Fiona's Words to Live By, plus lots of yogurt and doodads. It didn't win anything in the contest (the fact that at least one of the judges had never seen the show likely didn't help), but fortunately that wasn't why we did it. We were pleased with it, and that's what counts.
It was the Con of the Interrupted Conversation: It seemed like every time I got involved in talking to somebody, somebody else who wanted to talk to me appeared. While one or two important chats ended up put off for a later date, overall I take this as a sign of a very good con indeed. ;-)
Panels seemed particularly off-topic this year; I ended up walking out of several because, while they certainly seemed to be of interest to some of the people there, they definitely were not as advertised. Pity, because some of the topics (like the show but hate the fandom; how to overcome writer's block) could have been quite engaging. Oh well.
The VHS-to-DVD panel was very informative; I must check out the recommended brand of VHS-to-USB player. And possibly get a degree in video production.
The Burn Notice panel was good again this year. Our fandom is still full of sane people; even the one person whose agenda was stronger than her knowledge of the show wasn't too annoying.
Rather than attending the art auction and having to sit on my hands, I set up in the room with the door open and The Sandbaggers on the DVD player. Had a lovely time watching and chatting with assorted folks, including one who to my surprise had never seen the show before. It was like a mini-Sandbaggers con in the middle of MediaWest; very fine indeed.