Well, another year of Windycon has passed. Why does it feel like I was older this time? Oh, wait… never mind. This year was packed with excitement! We arrived there to meet my visiting relatives (again) who have been in the States for the past few weeks. Friday night was mostly uneventful, just saying hi to people and awkwardly trying to remember their names (cut me some slack, I only see some of these people once a year!).
Saturday was more interesting, since I had a panel from 10-11 and then another one from 11-12. The first one was about whether and how to pursue underwater living due to global warming (and it would be super cool anyways). The second one was called Creature Comforts and centered around things that you would rather not be without (like chocolate).
I spent a lot of the afternoon roaming until my mother’s panel on books. I sat through that, kind of paying attention, but left afterwards to go check out Green Room, which is where the panelists and staff can go to get exclusive food. That said, the ConSuite (where everyone else gets food) was run by a friend, and he runs a pretty great ConSuite. I played Fluxx right before dinner, which was supposed to be pizza, but my cousin and her friends had “had a late lunch”, which they confessed had in fact been at a pizza place. Really, guys?
We went to the cheese tasting thing in the Art Show while roaming and glancing at all of the pieces that we had bid on, making sure nobody else had outbid us. I bid on an image of a T-Rex fighting an alligator, and my mother (really, my grandparents, with money they left for holiday shopping) got me one where the rocks jutting out from the waterfall were bears.
I determined that the cheese hadn’t been enough food and dragged my aunt up to Green Room for tacos. Technically, she wasn’t supposed to go into Green Room since she wasn’t a panelist, but I was told that I could bring in one chaperone because I was a minor (and am, I’m not that old yet).
Anyways, we returned downstairs for the art auction, where I bought yet another Cheryl Storm dragon (my wallet cringed as I bid). It’s this cute little golden dragon sitting in a lantern. I ended my night by walking to some of the parties upstairs. I was probably only allowed in because the alcohol inside was closely guarded by fierce, fire-breathing convention-goers. Wait no… fire breath wouldn’t go well with alcohol. Water-spitting? Anyways, it was being watched, which was exactly what they were supposed to do, so fine with me. I got a glass of lemonade and spent a (sadly short) amount of time at the chocolate fountain.
My Sunday was very short. I helped set up ConSuite because they were understaffed, ate, and then went to Critter Crunch. Turns out, they’ve stopped using the Spider as a free robot now, probably because it’s become more popular. Unfortunately, it has acquired a lean on its right side, but I drove it proudly anyways. I got a ton of random stuff, including two T-Shirts, an iguana that grows when put in water, and a collapsible plastic sword, and fifth place in the free-for-all at the end.
I proceeded to wander for maybe an hour before setting up my spot at the autographing table, where I was to stay for an hour. In the duration of that hour, and made exactly one sale, I spent most of the time eating the lunch that my mother had delivered and reading my own work. Might as well reread it since I have time, right?
Anyways, come to WindyCon, whether for Critter Crunch, gaming, panels, or the Klingon Jail and Bail. It’s fun, and I promise that we don’t bite! Well, much…
