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Gally review -1 of 2
Feb. 21st, 2011 08:22 pmCould not post there, but unproofread notes of Fr & Sat ( under here )
Feb. 21st, 2011
gally Part 2
Feb. 21st, 2011 08:46 pmTiki Dalek! I wasn't making it up.
There was also a gold dalek and a bronze dalek AND a WWII tea dalek, and Jean of Staggering Stories got a shot of all 4 of them lined on up Sunday.
Sunday I pretty much hung out with either Fake Keith or Jean of Staggering Stories, with a few minutes with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spatasmagoria & hubby. The Ravellers of Rassilon had a crafting corner in a room with a "donate & take" bag of homemade wooden straights and worsted; I plunked down some and got Fake Keith (Karen) her own needles, showed her how to cast on again, and by the end of the day she'd gotten a pretty good looking inch or so on the beginnings of an afghan square. (Karen, if you forget - remember, look up "cable cast on.")
I followed the Staggering Stories crew to the "Classic Companion Roundtable" and I'm glad I did, because it was a raucous panel of everyone who'd ever been in Who, basically. (And the Peter and Janet show still can't be beat!) They also replayed the video Peter brought to introduce himself which is a riot.
The flights home were uneventful, if long; the snows across the country didn't delay any of my flights, although now that I'm home I'm listening to sleet hit the windows as I type. It was Southwest, which is known for its puckish flight attendants; when we landed in Houston, one sang with more enthusiasm than scansion:
"Ta ra ra boom-de-ay
Thanks for flying Southwest today
If you don't like my song
Next time fly TWA!"
PS - I was selected for the Porn-o-matic at LAX. For the record, I took the pad and driver's license out of my pocket, but not the tampons.* They didn't feel me up after, but they did go over my green tote with explosive wipes and unpack it and send the books and ipad through separately. He also asked if it was a dangerous ipad (as he wiped it for explosives) and I said "that depends on your opinion on..." and swapped "...literature" for "... internet porn" just in time.
The TSA guy loved the Etch-a-Sketch frame so much he showed it to all the other agents. However, he was polite to me and careful with my stuff, so I'm not upset that he took a lot of interest in something that I got because it generates a lot of interest, y'know?
*Sorry for the TMI, but other women will want to know what to expect at the porn-0-matic.
There was also a gold dalek and a bronze dalek AND a WWII tea dalek, and Jean of Staggering Stories got a shot of all 4 of them lined on up Sunday.
Sunday I pretty much hung out with either Fake Keith or Jean of Staggering Stories, with a few minutes with
spatasmagoria & hubby. The Ravellers of Rassilon had a crafting corner in a room with a "donate & take" bag of homemade wooden straights and worsted; I plunked down some and got Fake Keith (Karen) her own needles, showed her how to cast on again, and by the end of the day she'd gotten a pretty good looking inch or so on the beginnings of an afghan square. (Karen, if you forget - remember, look up "cable cast on.")I followed the Staggering Stories crew to the "Classic Companion Roundtable" and I'm glad I did, because it was a raucous panel of everyone who'd ever been in Who, basically. (And the Peter and Janet show still can't be beat!) They also replayed the video Peter brought to introduce himself which is a riot.
The flights home were uneventful, if long; the snows across the country didn't delay any of my flights, although now that I'm home I'm listening to sleet hit the windows as I type. It was Southwest, which is known for its puckish flight attendants; when we landed in Houston, one sang with more enthusiasm than scansion:
"Ta ra ra boom-de-ay
Thanks for flying Southwest today
If you don't like my song
Next time fly TWA!"
PS - I was selected for the Porn-o-matic at LAX. For the record, I took the pad and driver's license out of my pocket, but not the tampons.* They didn't feel me up after, but they did go over my green tote with explosive wipes and unpack it and send the books and ipad through separately. He also asked if it was a dangerous ipad (as he wiped it for explosives) and I said "that depends on your opinion on..." and swapped "...literature" for "... internet porn" just in time.
The TSA guy loved the Etch-a-Sketch frame so much he showed it to all the other agents. However, he was polite to me and careful with my stuff, so I'm not upset that he took a lot of interest in something that I got because it generates a lot of interest, y'know?
*Sorry for the TMI, but other women will want to know what to expect at the porn-0-matic.