It rarely fails to happen:
1. I go to a con.
2. I feel good for having gone to the con and having had a good time.
3. I read the con reports, see myself totally absent, and get really depressed.
This continuously amazes me, given that I've done some things over the years I thought were highly conspicuous. I once coordinated the smuggling of a sousaphone into OVFF. I have run cons. I have done concerts complete with costume changes and choreography. I've tried to make a sanitary napkin with wings fly while on stage. I've brought an insufferably cute dog to cons.
This time even the dog didn't get mentioned.
1. I go to a con.
2. I feel good for having gone to the con and having had a good time.
3. I read the con reports, see myself totally absent, and get really depressed.
This continuously amazes me, given that I've done some things over the years I thought were highly conspicuous. I once coordinated the smuggling of a sousaphone into OVFF. I have run cons. I have done concerts complete with costume changes and choreography. I've tried to make a sanitary napkin with wings fly while on stage. I've brought an insufferably cute dog to cons.
This time even the dog didn't get mentioned.
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Date: 2004-01-19 09:38 am (UTC)It was a pleasure to sit by you and hear you Friday night. I remember your 2x10 Saturday, but not what you sang. Refresh my memory and I should be able to give you better feedback. It was good to talk for a few minutes going into the banquet. GAFilk this year was so large that I didn't do more than nod to the majority of people attending. I'm sorry that we didn't end up in the same open filk space; I would like to hear more of your work.
Blessings and joy.
Robert
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Date: 2004-01-19 01:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-19 01:52 pm (UTC)I enjoyed your performance. Thank you for reminding me of the specifics. Now, I'll post the information to my own LJ, so I won't loose it again.