I'm still deep in re-captioning library_lynn's pictures. See, she took all these pictures of headstones in Trout Creek Cemetary and carefully typed in the names for each photo. And somehow I managed to screw up about 200 of the captions. Her data are still intact, so I just have to do a lot of cut-and-pasting, but things have been a little hectic around here... when I finish cleaning up the Trout Creek pictures, I'll upload my Armadillocon pictures, my brother's balloon wedding pictures, our trip to Boston for Worldcon, some shots from Coppercon, plus a handful from last weekend at Ani-Magic.
Oh, and if work wasn't busy enough to keep me busy, it's my turn to bake cookies to send to the LJ monkeys who work behind the scenes. cookiesforlj is a little group of LJ folk who've decided to show our appreciation for this free blogging website they've provided for us, so we take turns sending homemade goodies to them.
Continuing where we left off:
So Saturday at Armadillocon was the main event, so to speak, for me -- I'd been working on making a slide show of shots from Hazel's Picture Gallery and noon was show-time.
There were a lot of my favorite images. I had to break the show into chunks, starting with miscellaneous friends and family, then going into local s.f. conventions (leaving out Worldcons and anime cons for space), and some LASFS shots. There were slide show loops left over... I might have enough material to make some kind of looping exhibit, if I ever get invited as FGoH again somewhere...
We had the pictures of Shawn's H-Wing. Starting with when it looked like a little green Autopia car, and showing it gathering more paint and knicknacks and nurnies and, finally, the R2-D2 dome.
We had pictures from the 1999 Loscon. Connie Willis was GoH, so a bunch of fans (costumers and miscellaneous L.A. and San Diego fans) made up sheepskin ears to wear as "Connie's Flock" in honor of her book "Belwether." The con had a "It's the end of the world as we know it" theme, and I was put in charge of the Ice Cream Social, so I presented "Hell Freezes Over" as the ice cream social theme. It worked out well. I wanted everyone to have that sudden realization "I really am in Hell!"-- whether it was because of the paving stones marked "Good Intentions Paving Co." or the little three-headed Cerberus (three spliced-together Taco Bell puppies) in the basket from "Handbasket Tours and Travel."
We had six flavors of ice cream -- we always have six flavors, that's all the hotel has available. Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, chocolate chip, rainbow sherbet, and whatever bonus flavor they have in their freezer. But we marked each of the three scooping stations with signs for three flavors -- the third flavor, of course, being "temporarily out." We had people patiently waiting in line for Chocolate Mousse Royale, Cherry Garcia, or Green Tea ice cream, only to get to the head of the line and find out that the 3-gallon tub marked for that flavor is empty. And they'd laugh, realize that yes, they're in Hell, and ask for some other flavor. We'd hand it to them, with a fork.