Mappy wrote:Blake was looking not too good during it
He either forgot to mention I was hungover or didn't care. After having gotten to know Mappy somewhat for a bit under a year, most likely the latter (he's basically the Michelangelo of indifference) although he did seem quite amused by how my head had a visible swimming look every time I took a bite out of my lunch.
It was a good thing there was no AVCon on Monday, or I would've been doing the same thing.
It just seemed, to me, that every time I turned to look at you, you seemed on the verge of keeling over. And believe me, when you were eating lunch, it looked like every mouthful was bringing on a migraine. I was wondering if you were going to make it to the end of the day....
I also prefer to say "naturally lazy" rather than "indifferent".
IceLee wrote:Speaking of the after party, mappy, did you get your meal eventually?
As Ryan did say, over an hour after I ordered it and twenty minutes after you left. And only after I continually badgered every waiter or waitress that was going around the table. And they had actually forgotten
the order, because they double-checked what it was that I had ordered (the stew). It was nice and hot when it arrived, but it felt strange being the only one eating at that point. I'd imbibed a glass and a half (the full Cadburys) of cider before it arrived, and I was feeling slightly inebriated at that point, so the staff were starting to feel the oft-slumbered WRATH OF MAPPY at that point. Which doesn't amount to much, other than lots of whining. It's sad to think that, the older you get, the more futile it feels trying to change or amend things....
And yes, I did receive a free drink for my trouble. But everyone at PJ's looked less than impressed with us when they finally turfed us all out at 1.30am. That's when Ryan, Hamish, Rasberry and myself decided to walk to Maccas on Hindley St, rather than move onto Sugar on Rundle St with the rest of the travelling afterparty, to sober ourselves up. It was still 4.45am before I got home. And it was 11pm before I woke up. I was wondering if I'd even gone to sleep until Jim assured me it was the next night
And I was still slightly hung over....
Atory wrote:This year's AVCon was a huge success from my perspective. I went in thinking the worst and I guess that's why I enjoyed it, even though I was a slave most of the time I was there.
I pretty much did the same, and I still think there was room from improvement. But a lot of work seems to have been done to make the events and screenings run much more smoothly, so if there are
any problems, they're behind the scenes, rather than upfront. A lot of kudos to Barron for his technical work pre-convention. It made life so much easier for James.
Speaking of Barron, after having been picked up by Ryan and spending a little time at the con in the morning (you could have heard the crickets chirping, it was so quiet at that time of the day) we went and visited him at St.Andrew's Hospital. I swear, holy shite, his injuries were worse than we were expecting. His right arm (he's right-handed, too) was broken in six places, including butterfly spiral fractures. He still had his humour about it (he was up and walking, having lunch when we arrived) but it is going to be, at the very least, two months before it recovers to something resembling normal.
From there, we went back to AVCon and grabbed lunch from Wok in a Box. I do not suggest the Beef and Black Pepper. More like Black Pepper with more Black Pepper and some Capsicum. Then we jumped into the line for Cosplay (saw Phong there.... only time I saw him during the convention, this year) and quickly om nom'ed it as the line extended, way back into the cloisters. The cosplay comp was alright, but like everything else ran on for far too long. Then we stuck around for the closing ceremony and auction, which actually managed to get some decent bids this year. Some of them via Greg. And from there, after a bit of cleanup, on to the afterparty which, as usual, seems to have become the best part of AVCon. Which it really shouldn't be, and by the end of the night I almost couldn't hear a damn thing, there was so much background noise. Or maybe I'm going deaf in my old age.