Saturday, August 30
The two most-heard comments at WorldCon:
a) "Cool tattoo."
b) "Is that your real name?"
It's good to have both a tat and a nametag that give people an easy way to start a conversation with me, since in general I'm too shy to start one with them.
WorldCon is in general great - everyone is insanely friendly, several people have kind of adopted me and taken it on themselves to show me around, most notably my roomate, and everyone talks about sf all the time. This is great. The panels are fab (even if only half the people show up for the ones they're supposed to be talking at about half the time) the people are great, the parties are great, it's generally an amazing amount of fun.
But I'm hungry all the time. I wonder what I'm forgetting to do?
Got two books signed by Terry Pratchett, which I probably would not have done, since the line was absoultely insane, except that I wanted a gift for a friend. When I got to the head of the line I said, "could you sign that to Dixie?" He started to glance at my nametag so I said, "No, not me, it's for a friend. Actually, DIxie's a man."
He signed it and then gave me this long, thoughtful look, and said, "That man can either fight well or run well."
I laughed and babbled something (I don't do well with meeting famous people) and handed him the next book.
"For Dixie as well?"
"No, this one's for me," he looked at the nametag again, "Kat."
"Ah. Kat Feete." He gave me another one of those thoughtful looks and said, "You must have a very interesting hometown."
I laughed again and babbled some more and gathered up my books while he talked to me a bit more. And this after a full hour of signing books. I would like to say, for the record, that Terry Pratchett is an *inhumanly* nice person.
a) "Cool tattoo."
b) "Is that your real name?"
It's good to have both a tat and a nametag that give people an easy way to start a conversation with me, since in general I'm too shy to start one with them.
WorldCon is in general great - everyone is insanely friendly, several people have kind of adopted me and taken it on themselves to show me around, most notably my roomate, and everyone talks about sf all the time. This is great. The panels are fab (even if only half the people show up for the ones they're supposed to be talking at about half the time) the people are great, the parties are great, it's generally an amazing amount of fun.
But I'm hungry all the time. I wonder what I'm forgetting to do?
Got two books signed by Terry Pratchett, which I probably would not have done, since the line was absoultely insane, except that I wanted a gift for a friend. When I got to the head of the line I said, "could you sign that to Dixie?" He started to glance at my nametag so I said, "No, not me, it's for a friend. Actually, DIxie's a man."
He signed it and then gave me this long, thoughtful look, and said, "That man can either fight well or run well."
I laughed and babbled something (I don't do well with meeting famous people) and handed him the next book.
"For Dixie as well?"
"No, this one's for me," he looked at the nametag again, "Kat."
"Ah. Kat Feete." He gave me another one of those thoughtful looks and said, "You must have a very interesting hometown."
I laughed again and babbled some more and gathered up my books while he talked to me a bit more. And this after a full hour of signing books. I would like to say, for the record, that Terry Pratchett is an *inhumanly* nice person.
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