Gallifrey One report part 1: Friday Afternoon. (See also
I don't usually attend Gallifrey. I'd given
fairegoddess and summoner_lenne9
memberships, and then a combination of factors including missmea
wanting to go
led to library_lynn and I deciding to book a room and attend. And,
incidentally, making sure that our family and friends had a place to stay.
( I'm just barely a Gallifrey One staffer: I served as the Postcard Maven for three years... )
( I also volunteered to print some jumbo posters on Bertha. )
Friday morning, Lynn and I left a little late,
and stopped at
Trader Joe's in Cerritos for some snacks to keep in the hotel room. She bought these
chocolate chip chocolate mini-bundt cakes for "breakfast food," and some rolls and fruit
and so forth. We didn't get to the
hotel until just before 1:00 pm. (In the rain.) But that's the beauty of not having any
at-convention responsibilities -- it doesn't matter when we show up.
As one might imagine, Sarah was the first person we ran into.
She came down off the mountain, just as a big winter storm came to town.
We had promised her that, rather than try to get back up on Sunday
(which might not work if the Grapevine was closed due to the snow expected), she could stay over at our
house and we'd make sure that she got home at the end of it all.
Melissa and Maria would be arriving on their own at some point.
Lindsay wasn't going to be joining us after all, so we'd only have five in our room instead of six.
We weren't really sure what we'd be doing to pass the time Friday afternoon, but half an hour after we
arrived we found out:
( We'd watch Stephen Roberts bring a Dalek to life... )
While sitting around at one of the fan tables, putting tape on the posters,
a few people found me, such
as jvowles of Otakon who waggled his Sonic Screwdriver at me. (left)
It may come as no surprise that I'd handled the ribbons for a few fans at the convention. One such fan
was "Horizon Chaser," who handed out a ribbon to anyone who knew who Horizon Chaser is. Here you can
see one of those yellow ribbons ("I know WHO he is") being handed out. (right)
( When the time came for me to help Steve with a tricky hinge, I handed my spare camera to Lynn so she could shoot some of the action-packed excitement... )
But my weekend wasn't going to revolve around the Dalek. I had a few things I wanted to do.
I wanted to see if we could get the various guests and program participants on the postcard mailing
list. I'd sent in an article to be printed in the program book about the postcard mailing list and the
art contest, and I wanted to have flyers about the postcard project in the green room for when the
guests checked in.
The problem with this scheme was that I really needed to have the flyers ready before the guests started
showing up -- getting to the convention an hour or two after the panels started meant I'd missed a
chance to build up a lot of momentum, and I hadn't talked to Suze and made sure she was fully on board
with the project.
I put a few signs up in the Green Room, which was one room used for Program Ops and Green Room
Hospitality and even Staff Lounge, and I hoped for the best.
I had a few other errands to deal with. I had (almost) all of the leftover Gallifrey postcards, and I
wanted to park them on a freebie table in the Pass-Through Lounge.
I also had a very large number of
AniZona postcards to dispose of. Lucky for me, I ran into Ninja Kitty of Doom, who has some important
job with AniZona and took them off my hands. Hooray! (left)
Next: The Dalek moves!
Yes, I'm in Indiana this week. Saturday I'll be at the Cosplay Potluck Picnic in Bakersfield, though. Look for me there...