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I came, I saw and I hope I shall not see it again. Las Vegas is really not my kind of town. I guess I should go post modern and admire its unabashedly fake everything and the way it seems to revel in its vulgarity. Except I didn't and don't. The fake skies painted on the ceiling of both the Venetian and of Caesar's Palace? Creepy. The casinos and their de rigeur smell of desperation? Nauseous. The heat? Suffocating. Even George Carlin seemed to be in an off mood during his show. Pussy farts?
If Vegas was a gal she would be the one with with DD breast implants, nose job, botoxed, liposucked, fake eyelashed, chin implanted and with long, red plastic fingernails. Maybe she's pretty to look at, but she's also mighty scary.
Writercon was brilliant. It was a well oiled and impressive piece of organization. The event is proof that where there is a will (and a group of people willing to give so much) - there is a way. I don't have the words to tell you how proud I was that I know some of those people. Amazing.
It was sad to see I'm really out of the fandom, though. It was fun seeing Jane Epson (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jerrymcl89 was gracious enough to ask Jane my Ganya question - ljs you were very much missed - and it was JW's fault we never got Ganya since he thought it was, and I quote, Icky.), but the rest of the time I felt like I was there just to say good-bye to some of my fandom friends. I sort of made my peace with the fact I'll no longer enjoy the rush that comes with getting a story back from a BETA or finding a new fic that gets my juices going. Good side is it also means I don't have to put up with the meaningless gossip/fights/stalking news/backstabbing that came with the fandom and that always landed this unusually blunt gal in trouble. People don't like honest - they just say they do. Seriously. Look what happened to Cordy and Anya.
Anyway... It's late, I'm tired and tomorrow I have yet more shopping to do. I just wanted to throw my 2 cents in and wave a hello/bye.
P.S. Laura, I just got your message on my mobile. That piece of fabulous technology didn't work in Vegas. I have no idea why. So, sorry I didn't get back to you.
P.P.S. I was told by a cab driver that we weren't even in the real Las Vegas. We were in a place called Paradise. I didn't miss the whole even the name of the town is fake irony (is it irony or some other thing?). Vegas, so he said, was 9 miles away somewhere and not as tame as Paradise. Of course, it makes perfect sense to have Paradise pass for Sin City.
I'm shutting up now since I have tripped into babbling. I really need to sleep.
If Vegas was a gal she would be the one with with DD breast implants, nose job, botoxed, liposucked, fake eyelashed, chin implanted and with long, red plastic fingernails. Maybe she's pretty to look at, but she's also mighty scary.
Writercon was brilliant. It was a well oiled and impressive piece of organization. The event is proof that where there is a will (and a group of people willing to give so much) - there is a way. I don't have the words to tell you how proud I was that I know some of those people. Amazing.
It was sad to see I'm really out of the fandom, though. It was fun seeing Jane Epson (
jerrymcl89 was gracious enough to ask Jane my Ganya question - ljs you were very much missed - and it was JW's fault we never got Ganya since he thought it was, and I quote, Icky.), but the rest of the time I felt like I was there just to say good-bye to some of my fandom friends. I sort of made my peace with the fact I'll no longer enjoy the rush that comes with getting a story back from a BETA or finding a new fic that gets my juices going. Good side is it also means I don't have to put up with the meaningless gossip/fights/stalking news/backstabbing that came with the fandom and that always landed this unusually blunt gal in trouble. People don't like honest - they just say they do. Seriously. Look what happened to Cordy and Anya.Anyway... It's late, I'm tired and tomorrow I have yet more shopping to do. I just wanted to throw my 2 cents in and wave a hello/bye.
P.S. Laura, I just got your message on my mobile. That piece of fabulous technology didn't work in Vegas. I have no idea why. So, sorry I didn't get back to you.
P.P.S. I was told by a cab driver that we weren't even in the real Las Vegas. We were in a place called Paradise. I didn't miss the whole even the name of the town is fake irony (is it irony or some other thing?). Vegas, so he said, was 9 miles away somewhere and not as tame as Paradise. Of course, it makes perfect sense to have Paradise pass for Sin City.
I'm shutting up now since I have tripped into babbling. I really need to sleep.
