Okay, see, there is an actual reason why I haven't blogged in a bit. A real reason too, it even comes with a doctors note.
Remember a month ago when I got a raging kidney infection that pretty much knocked me flat for 3 days? Yeah... it came back. According to the doc it was probably just the same one sticking around for an encore. He also said they should have given me a stronger set of antibiotics in round 1, but oh well. So I trugged down to the hospital, flirted with cute, cute, CUTE intern as he drew blood and tried to ignore the fact I looked like a hobo as I hadn't showered yet and was in the first clothes that had come to hand.
Master of denial, that's me.
Got another round of killer antibiotics, proceeded to pop them like candy as per the instructions, and wondered why I was steadily feeling worse and worse.
Decided that I was going to the con the next day, come hell, high water, or even me exhanguinating out of the eyes. Took the thursday off as I figured a day of rest would help with the whole "surviving the con" goal, and pretty much just bummed about and put all the finishing touches on Tiff's shield and spear. Turned out fairly well if I do say so myself:
Then came friday, and the annual trek to the convention center. Bryanna,in a fan T-shirt, and me in the devil contacts. (Was supposed to be going as Willow, but didn't feel up to straping and wiggling myself into the costume, not to mention it was bloody HOT out to be wearing an all black gothic outfit and corset.)
So, bummed about in line for 2 hours, laughed at those who had yet to buy tickets and discovered that saturday had sold out, and then we started seeing these:
They were doing a huge heroes promotion by having 30 guys in all black with slicked hair and black sunglasses marching up and down the lines with large, apocalypse style signs proclaiming that "Darkness is Coming" and then giving the people the masks. Unfortunately, all the fans proceeded to do the exact same thing, put the masks on the back of their heads and all proceeded to face the front of the line. The result? As you walked down the line you would see nothing terribly off except for a large number of people seemingly wearing headbands (and since Naruto came out that's not exactly uncommon) but then as you reached the end of the line and turned around, you would be faced with several HUNDRED Sylars, all with empty eyes. Very creepy.
Beej zoned out in line and played Zelda while we waited, then I spotted this boy:
and captain hammer:
and his girlfriend:
Immediately accosted him and his group and dragged them in to line to talk to us (and possibly start a sing-along, but as there is no footage and therefor no real proof, there shall be no teasing) by that point me and Beej had been stuck in line for a while and were desperate for other fannish conversation as both of our respective groups of nerds have scattered to the 4 corners of the earth and there were only a few of us that year. Dr Horrible was PERFECT, he had the voice, the twitchy mannerisms, the absolutely HORRIBLE puns and even and annoying older brother dressed as captain hammer. I love fans.
Got in at 2, immediately bought far too much stuff and delighted in freaking out even the most jaded to the booth-jockeys with the devil eyes, and of course invaded artist's alley in search of new and interesting things.
Unfortunately, the alley kinda sucked this year. No new artists, a few old friends and some of the more interesting comic guests were all residing down there this year. Unfortunately, friday consisted of only about 3 hours of actual con as I had to go home and collapse right away. Sick sucks.
Got up bright and early the saturday morning to get bloody well sewn into the 300 costume. spent 2 and a half hours getting hair and dressing done, which was effectively a large bedsheet and 2 ribbons. There was also much mocking of the tit pips that I had to wear seeing as I couldn't wear a bra in the damn dress. Tiff, on the other hand, took about 3 minutes and when she was done, off we trudged. Cabbed it down there as it was hotter than hell out and we were already late, I think the cabbie was terrified of us. Tiff spent the whole ride down with her spear hanging out the side of the cab window as that fucker was huge.
Got to the con, stepped out, made it about 2 feet when we realised something. For those who know toronto: the con was in the south building of the convention center, which is down 2 huge flights of stairs and a has a large open floor midway for those lining up. The line? took up the entirety of the ticket floor, snaking back and forth, went UP THE FLIGHTS OF STAIRS and OUTSIDE. Was rather glad for the pre-registration, lemme tell ya that.
Whilst in costume we only got to move about 2 feet at a time before being accosted for photo's. Our costumes:
Much as I whined and teased Tiff, it really was a load of fun. Drew had gone as the green lantern:
and Kat as the scarlet witch. Beej wandered off with one of her friends and shook her head in shame every time she saw me around. And we somehow managed to aquire an extra 2 spartans. We had headed out to sneak Mike in as he forgot to buy a ticket, and there was a guy who looked a hell of alot like Leonidas shouting and flailing and kicking tourists over for the camera. Hit him up on youtube, his voice was perfect (although probably absolutely shot by days end). We wandered past and he immediately shouted "My Queen!!" Bowed, and dragged me and Tiff into the melee. It was awesome.
Some other awsome costumes that we spotted:
7 foot tall chewie of doom, he and his friend were even arguing like Han and chewie. Extra points for not breaking character
A cylon holding a baby, that just cannot end well...
I really loved this one! Yoshi!!
These 3 were incredibly graceful and the costumes? Were absolutely MADLY detailed. I don't even want to think about how long those damn headdresses took.
This guy was top, freaking notch. The weird stumbly walk, the raspy coughing, and even an army of minions. Definitely best at the con I'd say.
Continuing in the Star Wars costumes of awesome, seriously, is that not the cutest thing you've ever seen?
Also, I may or may not have attacked this group:
And had a conversation about Spartans and Time Lords and how it was clearly meant to be. Ahem.
And I have just one question, much as I love Tiff: Why didn't my Spartan look like this?:
Went out to dinner at Marchee's when we were all done on saturday, still in costume, got stopped by alot of tourists for photo's on front street walking down there. We also got alot of whispering at Marchee itself, ate alot of ice cream, good fun.
Sunday brought with it Brent Spiner, me in the contacts again and a hell of a shopping spree. My bag was starting to break by the end of the con under the weight of the comics, that's how you KNOW it was good.
Bought: -Green Lantern Rebirth series 1-2 -The Watchmen complete -Identity Crisis -Magician Apprentice books 1-2 -A collection of neil gaiman short comics -Hellboy short stories -New Avengers: Illuminati -A Woodstock T-shirt -B-bomb! Earrings -Far too much pocky for a single human to ingest and remain in the least bit sane.
God I adore cons.
Unfortunately, pushing myself so damn hard to get to the con all weekend meant that the infection had well and truly set in by monday. I was off for 4 days trying to keep down everything I ate and stop the world from spinning for awhile.
That sucked.
So I finally figured that, even given the whole being stupid and pushing myself thing, there was no way I should still be that sick. So I trudged off to the doctors. Got poked and prodded and bled for a bit, then the doc came in, looked at me and asked if I was sensitive to certain antibiotics, I told him yes, any of the sulfur based antibiotics tend to srew me up, but I had told the doc at the emergency room that upon admission. He basically said, OK. Other doc was a bit of an idiot, gave me a sulfur-based medication, and that was what was buggering me up so bad. Took a few days to clear my system too...
Bloody medical doctors, voudoun practitioning quacks, the lot of 'em.
Was mostly recovered by friday, so what's the first thing I do? Head out with Kat to a house party where we managed to polish off $150 worth of booze between the 6 of us. That and there was dancing, and a guy dressed like David Bowie....
I love my weird friends.
Kat was.... drunk. Like, epically drunk. There was puking and confessions of love, and falling into tables and some truly shameless dancing. So of course we had a professional photographer there documenting the whole thing.
Can't wait to see those pics.
Oozed out of bed on Saturday morning, avoided the sun, and hissed at the cats when they started yowling for food. I don't get evil hangovers from hell like Kat, I get wicked light sensitivity and some insane vertigo. Blah.
Recovered enough to shower, discovered that sometime during the night, in the midst of being drunk, I had apparently packed for the cottage. Was too lazy to double check that everything had gotten packed and just slung the bag in my car and hoped for the best.
Kat had spent all of the party inviting everyone to the cottage party we were heading to, luckily only Shiloh took her up on it. And Matt for some reason. Y'all thought Mike was hyper on trips? That's nothing. I like Mike and can deal with Hyper Mike because he's a genuinely good guy, there's no maliciousness in it at all. Matt? Is a whiny little bitch who gossips and backstabs the instant you turn around. Me and my family delight in ripping him to shreds sarcastically every time the opportunity presents itself (which is often). He really is a douche.
And I was stuck in a car with him for 2 hours driving to the cottage. I was nearly ready to shove him over one of the cliffs by the time we parked.
Aside from that the cottage was awesome. It was Adam and Chantal's party, whom I hadn't really talked to a hell of a lot in the past but really should have because they are both really fun people. Spent the weekend trampolining, hiking, swimming, canoeing, cooking on a bonfire and reading. I have S'more residue all over my shoes, sand in my hair and A Ceasar stain on my jeans. It was a damn good weekend. Unfortunately I also found out that I'm allergic to Lychee as well, that kinda sucked. But waking up at the crack o dawn to leave on monday, and leaving Matt there for the others to deal with? That was just awesome!
Now am back in the T-dot, am on call this week (which is kinda shitty) am running the Eureka fandom this month on Crackvan, which is kinda awesome, and have nothing better to do than relax.
End o' summer and it's all good....
also, here's a video of the mythbusters doing what they do best, making some ridiculously useless and huge guns:
Okay, seeing as I spent all of today up at the con, this month's 12 of 12 is going to be yet another con report. (Note: I did actually write this entry on Saturday, I was waiting to get the photo's back from the day so I could post them)
So, the weekend was... kind of a bender of fandom really. A con, a fest, a movie and an art show coming up. Meredith has had very little sleep and it's looking like more sleep is not in my immediate future as I can't seem to turn off Stargate.
Okay, first things first. Hellboy? Was AWESOME. Absolutely loved it, I love it when a movie not only lives up to, but surpasses the hype and the anticipation the fans have built up. Waited in line for an hour or so, much of it spent with Jenn attatched to KT's leg like a leach and the people in line behind us killing themselves laughing at our conversations.
Guillermo del Toro's mind scares the living FUCK out of me however. He created small, winged creatures, really really cute, called tooth fairies. Why? Because while they do eat people whole, they tend to go for the teeth first, and while they're chewing they sounded enough like a dentist drill that I actually ended up cancelling my dentist appointment as I don't think I could stand to sit in the chair right now.
The beginning of the movie was absolutely incredible, there was an animated sequence giving the history of the golden army and the elves told as a bedtime story. But the animation style? Was amazingly well done, probably one of my favoirite parts.
As always, in any del Toro movie, the little details and subtle layering of all the aspects of the characters, both good and bad, was beautifully done. Interesting plot, really REALLY funny and some suprisingly good action sequences. And perhaps the biggest miracle of all? I actually didn't hate Liz in this one, maybe because she seemed less like a whiny little emo girl and more like an adult.
Now, onto the con! Got up at the crack o dawn, no, really, the sun was barely up. Went out to the traditional breakfast at Mels, goddamn I love bacon. Tramped back to the apartment and drove off to the double tree where Polaris is held every year. (I always feel kind of bad for the normies who accidently stay at a hotel during one of the cons)
Got into the hotel, rushed through registration, then ran upstairs to catch Gareth David-Lloyd doing the I&I, we were a few minutes late, but not too bad overall. He was still rather pissed from the night before and trying not to squint at us all too badly.
Gareth was doing a bit of Q and A and storytelling when we walked in. Firstly? That man's accent is absolutely lush, god I love the Wlsh. Secondly? He was wearing a shirt (see photo below) with a punk sheep on it, and that made me happy.
He was also extremely witty and has an absolutely filthy mouth, lovely suprise that. Panders to the fans wonderfully, nice to see an actor young enough and new enough that he's still in love with the energy and enthusiasm that all the fans have for a show, and an actor, they love. And the fans did ask some rather.... well, in a show where we get sex scenes between the two male characters, what kind of questions do you think they'd ask? He has a pretty good sense of humour about it though, and warned all fans off ever touching any shaft shaped prop as aparently John Barrowman has a habit of sticking his genitals in them as a prank.
I love the brits.
Right after Gareth was Cliff Simon, a Johanessburg actor who plays Ba'al. He is hands down our little circle's favourite bad guy on Stargate as he is A) Gorgeous, B)Has the best clothes of anyone on the show, C)Is a complete and utter bastard and damn good at it and D)Has a voice that could charm the knickers off a nun. Damn.
He was a bit upset when he got onto stage as Don S. Davies had died last week and he requested that they not question him about it. So, of course, one asshole an gets up and asks for his opinion on Don's death. Tosser. Way to make the guest stars upset.
It was interesting though, as with any Stargate guest he told stories of Chris Judge and pranking the new cast (by Saran wrapping all their toilets, aparently this is now a tradition on set) and about Richard Dean Anderson and his love of tripping other actors up by throwing out his lines, coming up with something on the fly and then expecting them to follow along. I can totally see him doing that, I love actors.
So, right after Cliff Simon's Q&A let out I headed over to get my photo taken with Gareth whilst KT went out to hunt down some caffeine. And on the way I ran across a litte troup of fans outside doing a photo shoot.
There was a group of 11: All 10 of the Doctors as well as a Season 4 Rose. There was a Who Hug, a massive massive amount of photo's and alot of rather lewd jokes about screwdrivers and celery. The costumes were all REALLY REALLY good though. Usually in a large troup half the novelty is the fact that it's a group, but these people could easily have gone on their own and still had a million pictures take of them as the costumes were brilliant.
So, after snapping a million photo's and fangirling wildly at a few of the doctors got in line to see Gareth and get a photo taken with him. I was wearing my contacts today, you know the ones:
And was stopping foot traffic in the hall as people kept pulling me aside to take photo's with me or freak out and start backing away.
I made a small child cry, that alone was worth the contacts.
So finally got in to the atrium where they were snapping the photo's, and when I got to the front of the line Gareth jumped back when he saw me and started gushing a bit about how creepy those contacts are and how he hated it when Burn Gorman had to wear them for the show. Snapped a couple of photo's as he asked for a copy (squee) thanked him and proceeded to oooze my fangirlishly melted self out the door and resisted the urge to pinch him on the bum on my way out (barely).
Got a rather nice photo out of it though:
Was walking back from the photo, trying not to giggle as black eyed demon girl giggling like a maniac tends to make people back away and start talking about padded rooms, and a troup of armed military guys held me at gunpoint and pointed a scanner in my face.
No, really.
Aparently the con had hired on an Alien troupe for the year, and they were scanning the hotel for someone infected. What made this awesome was that just down the hallway where KT and Beej were, a man fell down on the ground, started convulsing, and this happened:
I love the fans, and old fashioned cons, the little alien moved and everything.
Stopped laughing long enough to stumble our way into the dealers rooms and do a bit of shopping, bought a few books and plushies, as well as an iteresting necklace, but no huge purchase this year. (Unlike Beej, but that will be explained later). What really did steal the show however was the fan cration contest. The ever present hand built figurines and toys, along with a few really fun ones this year.
First was the Adipose Cake:
The adipose are the little fat monsters from doctor who, they are ridiculously cute and happy looking, and someone made a cake out of it. The little caption on it says: "a moment on the lips, forever on the hips". I thought KT was going to kill herself with Squee over it, she was so amused. I really want someone to make a plushie of this, cause if they don't I may have to, just so I can squish it and scare Beej.
Another one of the really cool ones was that someone created the control room and lab complex of Stargate Atlantis out of Leggo.
No, really.
No, REALLY, look:
It was amazingly detailed and must have taken him an obscene amount of time, but it really was quite cool. I am currently really tempted to drag all my lego out of storage and see if I can reproduce some of it (the stargate and the puddle jumper) and put them in the fish tank as decoration (and yes, it is safe for fish, it's just a bitch to clean). He had even MADE little leggo wraith and everything, perfectly done.
After that we tooled about the art room for a while, a few nice prints that I may have bought if they were a little less pricey, some gorgeous molded leather masquerade masks and alot of really cool Steampunk jewelry. Steampunk usually consists of alot of mechanized, semi-futuristic stuff. In this case, neckalces and rings make of reclaimed pieces of old broken fob watches. I bid on a few, but it ended up going a little too pricey for my wallet, so I shall fall on the old standby of just damn well making it myself, (and probably adding in matching earrings while I'm at it). KT ended up buying a really nice piece of jewellry, looked v. nice, and could be worn 2 ways on top of it.
Came out of the art auction to this sight:
And yes, yes that is a TIE pilot playing guitar hero. The best part? He was playing a LOVE BALLAD. Awesome. I have no idea how he could actually see anything or even work the keys in that outfit, but he actually managed to get a decent high score.
Went upstairs to wander about for a bit, then I got this call from my baby sister:
"Mere?" "Yes, where are you Beej?" "I'm in the dealers room, can you come down and unlock your car so I can put this away?" "Oh dear gods, what the hell did you buy?" "One of the big remote control Daleks." "....." "WHAT?!?" (Reason I was flipping out, I had seen some Daleks in the dealers room that were $300 and were MASSIVE)
It turned out she had actually bought one of the smaller models, so it was a hell of alot cheaper and smaller, but no less amusing of course. KT Spent a good 10 minutes poking it to make it scream "EXTER-MINATE!" at her. It may or may not be the most awesome thing ever. She's still all a-squee cause she got all the autographs and such she wanted as well as some really fun stuff.
So went off to go pick up the photo I had taken with Gareth, was told to come back in an hour, then another hour, then another hour.... after the third time I was pretty depressed as I had kinda wanted to get a photo with Cliff Simon as well, but if it takes them 7 hours to process it we didn't really have time. So guess who we bumped into just as I said this?
He was just standing about waiting for them to call him in to do photos and was really nice about getting a photo done. At least he was after he stopped being scared by my contacts.
One of the best days of my life, I made Ba'al, the best bad guy that Stargate has ever seen, yelp and leap away.
Cons are awesome.
We sat about for a couple more hours, kinda wrapping things up and putting off leaving, picked up the photo's and a few more fun things from the dealers room. (The Canadian Browncoats were selling juggling goslings, I really really wanted them!) I bought another teddy:
It's a mini-gloomy bear. I've never seen one of the little ones of these that have the blood on them, and he was dirt cheap. Am taking votes however, what do you say his name should be? Dexter or Jekyll....
Have happily spent the last hour scaring the living fuck out of my cat by chasing him around the living room with the remote control Dalek. He absolutely HATES that thing, and it actually says a bunch of different things ( all very vintage) and then does the gun sound. But the best bit? The eye-stalk has a motion sensor in it so it follows any movement you make. Le awesome.
Now, as I have been watching Stargate in search of Ba'al for about (checks time) 3 hours now, I need to sleep.
Art show is tomorrow, this is gonna be a good weekend.
So, just got back from seeing Prince Caspian with my mum, damn that was awesome. Although I am never going to a movie with my mum again! She's the chattiest person I know during a movie...
Also! For those interested, I got a table at the Nominoichi, so anyone want to sell old stuff? Gimme a shout.
That's pretty much it, am full of turkey and feeling fat and lazy, so I think I'll go read on the porch for a bit....
..:Conventions and Comics and Movies, Fuck Yeah!:..
OK, first off: am likely going to skip out on Anime North this year. I know, I know, breaking a decade of tradition. But honestly? The only real reason to go to the con is the dealers room and artist alley, and with the 55 bucks you pay to get in, not really feeling the need to go anymore. It's more like the Y-TV con now anyway, very upset.
On the other hand, am going to attend Toronto Trek again this year. Why? Because the guest stars are Cliff fucking Simon (Ba'al from Stargate) and Gareth David-Lloyd (Ianto from Torchwood) Also, the con, despite being over 20 years old, still has the feeling of an actual old fashioned con and not a sell-out con like North.
Other good news though, the next 4 years? Are gonna be freaking awesome for movies: