Big fantasy conventions are like freefalling
My daughter's first convention was today, and she was a hit. Nothing really happens at Dragon*Con on a Thursday, but (as always) I got to see old friends that I only really see at conventions. Alba learned so many things -- how to play uno, how to wait in exorbitantly long convention lines to pick up my badge, how to gawk at the fabulous weirdos and stare at the bright hairstyles. I sported leg (and a child) yesterday. My hilarious moment came when the fellow in registration in front of me casually chatted me up and then blanched a little when the small fry attached herself to my leg. "Yours, I take it," he said, edging away.
Alba also had beginner's luck. As you know, she fangirls Scooby Doo. Within minutes of showing up at the con, Shaggy and Daphne strode by. Not being a shy one, she totally ran after Shaggy, tugging at his box of Scooby Snacks. Then we took her first con paparazzi shot...
Tomorrow I venture there sans child. There is a Second Life panel that I'll attend -- wonder if I'll get to meet any of you? Much love, and I'll post about clothing again after con.