Swimming in the Night
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mishalakDelvian Dreams – Farscape Soundtrack
Saturday
I woke up about 8:30am when Rose did. She wandered off to the consuite without me because I warned her that I would probably take 30 minutes in the shower. When I finally arrived in my Farscape outfit to snag a bagel for breakfast it was about 9:30. I got numerous complements on how my peacekeeper vest and vinyl pants went with the whole space pirates theme.
There were rather a lot of people with big puffy shirts and large hats, but the best costume I saw looked to be someone from the Crimson Permanent Assurance Company. She carried a sword and had a big green dollar sign on the back of her shirt. I did take pictures, and just as soon as I get my website up I'll make them available.
I didn't feel like sitting in on the two morning programs, Alien Archaeology and Submission Denied. So instead I hung about in the consuite and art show. Roslee Orndorff, the fan who beat me out to be in a David Weber book at the charity auction three years ago, was running the art show so I hung about talking to her for a while. I saw Yvonne Coats and talked about doing dinner at 4:30. And I met a nice guy named John Michael Poling.
A bit before noon the only thing at the convention that I regret happened. I was rude to L. Neil Smith, apparently some sort of Libertarian author. He was telling a group of admirers how HIV does not cause AIDS, rather it is drug use and the HIV drugs. I laughed at this and intemperately called him an idiot, which really in retrospect I should not have done. I should have just kept my thoughts to myself rather than being rude, just because someone is promoting pseudo science doesn't excuse bad behavior.
After snacking for a bit I hit the Anime room to watch Fruits Basket, a not too bad series of Japanese Animation. I might have missed it be but someone I know on livejournal,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
angrybabble, was raving about the characters. I'm glad that I caught it. After that once more through the art show, I noticed that I had been outbid on one of Peri's pieces and I talked to John briefly.
Thinking about dinner I ran upstairs intending to change into something more reasonable than my Farscape peacekeeper uniform, but I ran out of time. So I just dashed right back down again after freshening up a bit. Dinner with Yvonne Coats and Mike Collins was very cool, they're interesting folks to talk to. I talked about my plans to run for TAFF and my fanzine activities. Yvonne surprised me by saying that John was interested in me, my gaydar must have been off because I hadn't noticed. Yvonne's father showed up just before we were going to head back and on my way out I snapped a few pictures of the Owl Cafe.
Back upstairs I decided it was time to change into my semi-infamous orange sleeveless shirt. I change my clothes more often at conventions than I ever do in ordinary circumstances. It's fun to be somewhere that I can show off a bit and not be taken down verbally for it.
I met up with Yvonne and Mike again after changing in the Breaking the Mold panel. She gave me a card that turned out to be from John Poling wanting to meet up with me, apparently as she had said at dinner he was interested in me. I had to think about this because I'm a cautious guy, but I decided it would not hurt to get to know him better. So after the panel I met up with him again. After some spending some time in the Xcentricities Corsets party room (I must admit I tried one on) I suggested we go swimming, he didn't have a bathing suit but that was okay since I had two. Out with the contacts and on with a very fun looking and mildly skimpy bathing suit.
The pool was a bit cold a first, but fine after climbing in. John prefers the jump right in technique and I prefer to climb in more slowly. I swam back and forth, demonstrated how easily I sink. If I breathe out I am heavier than water and got to the bottom like a submarine. So I rapidly tired out and went to sit in the hot tub with John and two other guys who were already taking advantage of the amenity.
There is something about a convention that releases my inner swish. So at the time I thought it would be perfectly reasonable to go hang out in the consuite in my skimpy wet bathing suit for an hour. I don't know what John made of this behavior. I was a mildly disappointed to find that he is a smoker when he stepped out for a cigarette. My ex was a smoker and I've sworn off dating guys who do because it irritates my eyes and so on. I stayed up until sometime after midnight again before crashing out.
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Saturday
I woke up about 8:30am when Rose did. She wandered off to the consuite without me because I warned her that I would probably take 30 minutes in the shower. When I finally arrived in my Farscape outfit to snag a bagel for breakfast it was about 9:30. I got numerous complements on how my peacekeeper vest and vinyl pants went with the whole space pirates theme.
There were rather a lot of people with big puffy shirts and large hats, but the best costume I saw looked to be someone from the Crimson Permanent Assurance Company. She carried a sword and had a big green dollar sign on the back of her shirt. I did take pictures, and just as soon as I get my website up I'll make them available.
I didn't feel like sitting in on the two morning programs, Alien Archaeology and Submission Denied. So instead I hung about in the consuite and art show. Roslee Orndorff, the fan who beat me out to be in a David Weber book at the charity auction three years ago, was running the art show so I hung about talking to her for a while. I saw Yvonne Coats and talked about doing dinner at 4:30. And I met a nice guy named John Michael Poling.
A bit before noon the only thing at the convention that I regret happened. I was rude to L. Neil Smith, apparently some sort of Libertarian author. He was telling a group of admirers how HIV does not cause AIDS, rather it is drug use and the HIV drugs. I laughed at this and intemperately called him an idiot, which really in retrospect I should not have done. I should have just kept my thoughts to myself rather than being rude, just because someone is promoting pseudo science doesn't excuse bad behavior.
After snacking for a bit I hit the Anime room to watch Fruits Basket, a not too bad series of Japanese Animation. I might have missed it be but someone I know on livejournal,
angrybabble, was raving about the characters. I'm glad that I caught it. After that once more through the art show, I noticed that I had been outbid on one of Peri's pieces and I talked to John briefly.Thinking about dinner I ran upstairs intending to change into something more reasonable than my Farscape peacekeeper uniform, but I ran out of time. So I just dashed right back down again after freshening up a bit. Dinner with Yvonne Coats and Mike Collins was very cool, they're interesting folks to talk to. I talked about my plans to run for TAFF and my fanzine activities. Yvonne surprised me by saying that John was interested in me, my gaydar must have been off because I hadn't noticed. Yvonne's father showed up just before we were going to head back and on my way out I snapped a few pictures of the Owl Cafe.
Back upstairs I decided it was time to change into my semi-infamous orange sleeveless shirt. I change my clothes more often at conventions than I ever do in ordinary circumstances. It's fun to be somewhere that I can show off a bit and not be taken down verbally for it.
I met up with Yvonne and Mike again after changing in the Breaking the Mold panel. She gave me a card that turned out to be from John Poling wanting to meet up with me, apparently as she had said at dinner he was interested in me. I had to think about this because I'm a cautious guy, but I decided it would not hurt to get to know him better. So after the panel I met up with him again. After some spending some time in the Xcentricities Corsets party room (I must admit I tried one on) I suggested we go swimming, he didn't have a bathing suit but that was okay since I had two. Out with the contacts and on with a very fun looking and mildly skimpy bathing suit.
The pool was a bit cold a first, but fine after climbing in. John prefers the jump right in technique and I prefer to climb in more slowly. I swam back and forth, demonstrated how easily I sink. If I breathe out I am heavier than water and got to the bottom like a submarine. So I rapidly tired out and went to sit in the hot tub with John and two other guys who were already taking advantage of the amenity.
There is something about a convention that releases my inner swish. So at the time I thought it would be perfectly reasonable to go hang out in the consuite in my skimpy wet bathing suit for an hour. I don't know what John made of this behavior. I was a mildly disappointed to find that he is a smoker when he stepped out for a cigarette. My ex was a smoker and I've sworn off dating guys who do because it irritates my eyes and so on. I stayed up until sometime after midnight again before crashing out.
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Experimental
Date: 2003-08-29 08:17 am (UTC)RE: changing clothes all the time. People who gripe about it are probably just jealous. We'd all like to be 25, slender, with a great wardrobe and the confidence to wear it.
Do it now, before you become a Man of Substance, as it were...
Re: Experimental
Date: 2003-09-05 08:04 am (UTC)Becoming More Substantial
Date: 2003-09-05 08:11 am (UTC)Well, "bulk up" might be a bit much. But I'm tempted by the grilled trout stuffed with crabmeat she's serving tomorrow...
Re: Experimental
Date: 2003-09-05 08:12 am (UTC)I wish that was what it was
Date: 2003-09-04 02:56 pm (UTC)I remember the story though and wish I had been that clever to play on that.
Re: I wish that was what it was
Date: 2003-09-05 07:55 am (UTC)