I'm baaaaaaaack...
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icepixie...and I'm ruining people's reputations before they ruin mine! (Hopefully, anyway. I haven't looked at my friends list yet, so it's possible someone else has been talking before this.)
The theme for this year's ScaperCon: Wronger Than Ever. Oh, God. So many bad, bad mental images all in one place at one time. It was all so gorgeously, beautifully, squickfully wrong. Quintessential ScaperCon. ;)
(Brief note: LJ people get mentioned by username and tehn RL name in parentheses the first time, then RL name forever more.)
I flew in on Friday morning. I got to the airport in Nashville, got to my gate, and who do I run into but Ann/Minna and her boyfriend Shaun! Wheeee, Scapers on the plane! That was very serendipitous and cool and a great start to the weekend. After taking the shuttle over together, we arrived right in the middle of Bianca Chiminello's Q&A. Bianca is frelling amazing. She was great in her talk, and even nicer and more wonderful throughout the whole weekend. More on that later.
Anyway, after Bianca was done, I was assaulted and molested and hugged by shippers, and ran into someone who still remembers me from when I used to post on Skiffy's BBoard. I think the last time I did that was...three years ago? Two? A long damn time, anyway. That was shocking. Of course, I managed to shock everyone even more when![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tarzanic (Kate) mentioned the printer porn and I elaborated on exactly what it meant. Afterwards, I dropped off my bags in the room that Kate, blkjwldgds (Laurie), Aileen, Rachel and I shared for the weekend. I'm still shocked that we didn't blow up the hotel.
The FA meeting was right after Bianca's talk, and of course, they ran over. The shipper meeting was scheduled for immediately after the FA was done, so we decided to just hold in in the hallway and create our own fire hazard by blocking the whole hall and making anyone who wanted to go the bathroom run the gauntlet. The big fun at the meeting, though? Kate brought a big pack of "frooze pops," which quickly became known as "phallus pops" or "fellatio pops." (I think it's good that I have no idea how to spell that.) Uh-HUH. Yeah, they're sold at Ka-Bee Toys, yet they look like like penises and have goo that comes out the top. Yes, there are disturbing, incriminating pictures. I am in them. Even with that, though,neonhummingbird (Perri @ TGUT) said that I looked too innocent to be as corrupted as I am. *snerk*
After the shipper meeting, a lot of us hung out in the hallway with Bongo. We were just talking, porning things, laughing...y'know, having a grand old time. And then Mnemeth came by. Kate was holding Bongo. Bongo got molested by Mnemeth's stuffed squirrel. Then Kate got molested by the squirrel. Oh, it was so, so, wrong.
theusual (Nick) managed to convince me that, yes, I did need a bar of the lemongrass-scented green soap with a DRD inside that was being sold in the dealers' room. Whoever was selling it didn't quite get why we were cracking up so much at the very idea.
Saturday dawned bright and early at 8 in the morning. "Froonium," the musical, was on at 10. It was amazing, as always, especially with Elnea/Linnea as Chiana. This year "Grease" was filked, and I still have "You're the One that I Want" stuck in my freaking head, thankyouverymuch. It was all wrong, wrong, and wrong some more, but in a beautiful way. Our very own Elf was excellent as John. Greenie as Little Blue trying to wipe away the bad mental images by bouncing into the wall was absolutely hilarious. And Sikozu's poodle skirt? Cartoon Scorpy. With a chain. *shudder* The only thing missing was DRD slash, but since 1812 was being played by a 14-year-old boy and Little Blue was, well, not...noooot so much.
The afternoon was devoted to Q&As. David Franklin and Rebecca Riggs were up first. Rebecca is so freaking much prettier without the Grayza makeup! They both rock, and they obviously play off each other so well. Their Q&A session was hilarious.liloleme5 (Natalie) got lots and lots of quotes, I believe.
Next up were Lani and Jonathan. Lani was fantastic, of course, even if he does dance like a white boy (soooo didn't need to see that Sunday night). And Jonathan mentioned ice dance! Wheeeee!!! I was dying in my seat, and I can't even remember exactly what the context was...something about how commentators like, oh, Peggy Flemming take away from the experience of watching the program when they blather on; somehow this was related to acting and Farscape, but I don't remember how. Aaaaand he gave a shoutout tospockette and babylil with the quote: "In Scotland you can be killed by feral bagpipes."
And finally we had Wayne and Anthony, who were utterly fantastic and rocked my world. They even played us a song that their band is doing, which was quite cool. Apparently they are an Australian version of jimmy Eat World. That's what Anth said, anyway. It was oh-so-cool to hear him switch from his normal voice to the "D'Argo voice" in the middle of sentences. Really, really cool. Oh, and his favorite show? King of the Hill. His favorite actor? Andy Dick. This explains so much.
The banquet was that night, of course. Ann and I were the glitter twins because both of our dresses were raining glitter. Rona was doin' a pretty good job with the glittering, too. All of our chairs will probably have little glitter particles stuck in them until doomsday. Banquet food was quite good this year. I sat at a table with Kate, Perri, Ann, Shaun, and someone else whose name I didn't catch, and we all oohed and ahhhed overnickless (Sarah's) excellent vids. And of course she had one that had ScaperCon pictures from the last three years set to Green Day's "Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)." There were tears. And then Bianca got up on the stage and talked about how we're all such a family and how amazed and proud she is to be a part of it, and there were more tears. God, I love Scapers.
The talent show was excellent, as always, as was Grammykins' fudge (mmmmmmmmmm)...and then there was the dance. More wrongness. Waaaaaay too much whale porn. Not so much on the good music at the beginning, but it got better. Rachel was my girl for a while during a swing number, and for a bit of polka around the tables (yes, Nick has pictures, and they're funny as hell), but mostly we did our own swing things. And rumba, and tango, and...you get the idea. Yes, I'm a ballroom freak. My calves still hurt from Saturday night. But we got Nick on the dance floor! Wheeee!!! He contends that we were just pushing him around rhythmically (shippers formed a large circle and sort of bounced him around the center), but we're gonna call it dancing, dammit.
The dance ended at one, but as sleep is a foreign concept at ScaperCon, that's exactly what we didn't do. Rach, Sarah, Natalie, Gigi, Kate, Nick, Rona, Perri, I, and probably some others hung out near the registration table for a nice long while, and then most of us moved to near the elevators--which liked to open at random intervals when no one was on them, and then try to kill people getting inside. We decided they were possessed. Around 3:30, Kate had her whipped cream incident. *eg* Yeah, there were whipped cream shots. Kate has one, and Natalie says, "Suck it down, suck it down!" Kate laughs, and whipped cream goes all over her, her bag, Natalie, the floor.... Yeah, man. We eventually decided to go to bed around 4 in the morning. At some point during all of this, we learned that Bongo had been taken. :( AFAIK, he still hasn't been found, and Corde is still traumatized. :(
Sunday morning dawned an hour later than Saturday with Scapespeare! This year's was to Twelfth Night, and our Elf really outdid himself. This was the wrongest of all. The bad MIs just didn't stop. The sparkly rod-condom for Scorpy? Braca dangling the pink handcuffs over John and Aeryn's BABY??? Kate and I were falling all over ourselves going "That's SO WRONG!" (OboeCrazy/Lauren, who was sitting in the row in front of us, said later that she actually thought we were the funniest part of the whole thing.) Anyway, yeah, so frelling funny. Shan as Jool doing the grope-dance with Crais? Yeeeeeah. Linnea's costumes were also abso-fucking-lutely amazing, and if she says she's not talented, then she really needs to share what she's smoking.
We were walking out to find a place to eat lunch at when we passed a nun convention that was taking place at the hotel. *snicker* We immediately realized that we were SO all going straight to hell, but that it would be okay 'cause it would be populated by Scapers. Hee. We ended up at Steak and Shake, and I'll just let Kate tell you about her flaccid lollipop. Think about Kate's connection with food in this report and I'm sure you can figure out why we found that so hysterical. We got back just in time for the "Bad Boys of Farscape" Q&A (all the male guests, obviously), which was, of course, hilarious and lovely. Afterwards, I got Stargate tapes from Kate andcheapevilgirl (Krissy), because they absolutely ROCK! Then nuclearangel (Shan), Kate, Rach, Krissy, and I went to the autograph/dealers' room to talk to all the guests (except for Rebecca, who had to leave early). We traumatized poor David. See, we were telling him how on the shipperlist we had deemed him Capt. Expendable for basically all of season 2 and the part of S1 that he was in. Then we told him that he was wearing the shirt that Talia had made for him, and he turned it around (sadly, he did not take it off to do so) to see what it said on the back. Lo and behold, it said, "That's Captain Expendable to you!" He was shocked and frightened and all around traumatized. Hehehehe.
And then we got to Bianca. I cannot tell you how much this woman rocks my world. We stood and talked with her for such a long time, and then she insisted that we take a group picture with her, gave us hugs...she's awesome. Such a sweetheart.
There was a contingent that went to see Pirates of the Caribbean last night, but I didn't go. Instead, I got to witness/be a part of the shipper story of the year, and have a ScaperCon memory I'll neeeeeeever forget. Ready? Okay.
Like all good ScaperCon stories, this starts in the bar. It was actually that Bradley's thing, which was totally empty, dark, and not serving anything. So no, Nick, Kate, Elf, Susan/Ranganathan and I were not drunk (especially considering how old I am), and were not even eating anything. We were just sitting and talking. The phone rings. It rings about twenty times. It's incredibly annoying. We make various disparaging remarks about the phone, and when it starts ringing again, Kate picks it up and hangs it up. We think that's the end of that, but she's not even back at the table when it rings again. This time Nick answers. Text of the conversation:
Nick: "Hello?"
No answer.
Nick: "Spleen?"
No answer.
Nick: "Goodbye."
Not two seconds after he hangs up the phone, it rings again. Another Scaper answers. She says, "Hello?...No, this isn't room service....Anthony, is that you?"
Of course, we're all cracking up in the corner. We ask, "Was that who we think it was?" She replies, "Yes, and he's been calling for the last five minutes."
At that point we totally lost it. We lost it even further when the phone at the front desk immediately began ringing.
So that was the shipper story of the year, IMO. We spent the rest of the night (well, until about 3 AM) telling it to various people in the lobby, where loads of people, shipper and not, gathered to talk, have extremely yummy Chicago-style deep dish pizza, and generally enjoy the last night of Con (even with Lani white-boy dancing next door in the bar).
And then there was Monday morning, and I had to leave, and...yeah. *sniffle* However! Anthony and Jonathan were on my shuttle to the airport! *bounces* Of course, they were at the complete opposite end of the shuttle from me, and I didn't notice until about halfway to the airport. I figured walking around the inside of a moving vehicle would be a bad idea, and standing up at the front of a very crowded shuttle and yelling "Spleen!" towards the back just might not be the very best way to make friends and influence people. Instead, I yelled it out when they got off the shuttle at the terminal before mine, but since there were lots of people moving around and talking, I don't think Anth heard. But still, I rode the shuttle with Anth and Jonathan! *squee*
So that was ScaperCon, in a nutshell. My quote list will be typed up tomorrow (it's not very long), film will be developed and prints scanned at some point before I go back to school, and probably more will be written at some point.
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So I watched my tape of "Space Race" the moment I got home. *bows down to the VCR timer gods* WHY the HELL didn't the hotel have Sci-Fi??!! This was an episode that needed to be watched with Scapers! Auuuuggghhh!!!
The theme for this year's ScaperCon: Wronger Than Ever. Oh, God. So many bad, bad mental images all in one place at one time. It was all so gorgeously, beautifully, squickfully wrong. Quintessential ScaperCon. ;)
(Brief note: LJ people get mentioned by username and tehn RL name in parentheses the first time, then RL name forever more.)
I flew in on Friday morning. I got to the airport in Nashville, got to my gate, and who do I run into but Ann/Minna and her boyfriend Shaun! Wheeee, Scapers on the plane! That was very serendipitous and cool and a great start to the weekend. After taking the shuttle over together, we arrived right in the middle of Bianca Chiminello's Q&A. Bianca is frelling amazing. She was great in her talk, and even nicer and more wonderful throughout the whole weekend. More on that later.
Anyway, after Bianca was done, I was assaulted and molested and hugged by shippers, and ran into someone who still remembers me from when I used to post on Skiffy's BBoard. I think the last time I did that was...three years ago? Two? A long damn time, anyway. That was shocking. Of course, I managed to shock everyone even more when
tarzanic (Kate) mentioned the printer porn and I elaborated on exactly what it meant. Afterwards, I dropped off my bags in the room that Kate, blkjwldgds (Laurie), Aileen, Rachel and I shared for the weekend. I'm still shocked that we didn't blow up the hotel.The FA meeting was right after Bianca's talk, and of course, they ran over. The shipper meeting was scheduled for immediately after the FA was done, so we decided to just hold in in the hallway and create our own fire hazard by blocking the whole hall and making anyone who wanted to go the bathroom run the gauntlet. The big fun at the meeting, though? Kate brought a big pack of "frooze pops," which quickly became known as "phallus pops" or "fellatio pops." (I think it's good that I have no idea how to spell that.) Uh-HUH. Yeah, they're sold at Ka-Bee Toys, yet they look like like penises and have goo that comes out the top. Yes, there are disturbing, incriminating pictures. I am in them. Even with that, though,
neonhummingbird (Perri @ TGUT) said that I looked too innocent to be as corrupted as I am. *snerk*After the shipper meeting, a lot of us hung out in the hallway with Bongo. We were just talking, porning things, laughing...y'know, having a grand old time. And then Mnemeth came by. Kate was holding Bongo. Bongo got molested by Mnemeth's stuffed squirrel. Then Kate got molested by the squirrel. Oh, it was so, so, wrong.
theusual (Nick) managed to convince me that, yes, I did need a bar of the lemongrass-scented green soap with a DRD inside that was being sold in the dealers' room. Whoever was selling it didn't quite get why we were cracking up so much at the very idea.Saturday dawned bright and early at 8 in the morning. "Froonium," the musical, was on at 10. It was amazing, as always, especially with Elnea/Linnea as Chiana. This year "Grease" was filked, and I still have "You're the One that I Want" stuck in my freaking head, thankyouverymuch. It was all wrong, wrong, and wrong some more, but in a beautiful way. Our very own Elf was excellent as John. Greenie as Little Blue trying to wipe away the bad mental images by bouncing into the wall was absolutely hilarious. And Sikozu's poodle skirt? Cartoon Scorpy. With a chain. *shudder* The only thing missing was DRD slash, but since 1812 was being played by a 14-year-old boy and Little Blue was, well, not...noooot so much.
The afternoon was devoted to Q&As. David Franklin and Rebecca Riggs were up first. Rebecca is so freaking much prettier without the Grayza makeup! They both rock, and they obviously play off each other so well. Their Q&A session was hilarious.
liloleme5 (Natalie) got lots and lots of quotes, I believe.Next up were Lani and Jonathan. Lani was fantastic, of course, even if he does dance like a white boy (soooo didn't need to see that Sunday night). And Jonathan mentioned ice dance! Wheeeee!!! I was dying in my seat, and I can't even remember exactly what the context was...something about how commentators like, oh, Peggy Flemming take away from the experience of watching the program when they blather on; somehow this was related to acting and Farscape, but I don't remember how. Aaaaand he gave a shoutout to
spockette and babylil with the quote: "In Scotland you can be killed by feral bagpipes."And finally we had Wayne and Anthony, who were utterly fantastic and rocked my world. They even played us a song that their band is doing, which was quite cool. Apparently they are an Australian version of jimmy Eat World. That's what Anth said, anyway. It was oh-so-cool to hear him switch from his normal voice to the "D'Argo voice" in the middle of sentences. Really, really cool. Oh, and his favorite show? King of the Hill. His favorite actor? Andy Dick. This explains so much.
The banquet was that night, of course. Ann and I were the glitter twins because both of our dresses were raining glitter. Rona was doin' a pretty good job with the glittering, too. All of our chairs will probably have little glitter particles stuck in them until doomsday. Banquet food was quite good this year. I sat at a table with Kate, Perri, Ann, Shaun, and someone else whose name I didn't catch, and we all oohed and ahhhed over
nickless (Sarah's) excellent vids. And of course she had one that had ScaperCon pictures from the last three years set to Green Day's "Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)." There were tears. And then Bianca got up on the stage and talked about how we're all such a family and how amazed and proud she is to be a part of it, and there were more tears. God, I love Scapers.The talent show was excellent, as always, as was Grammykins' fudge (mmmmmmmmmm)...and then there was the dance. More wrongness. Waaaaaay too much whale porn. Not so much on the good music at the beginning, but it got better. Rachel was my girl for a while during a swing number, and for a bit of polka around the tables (yes, Nick has pictures, and they're funny as hell), but mostly we did our own swing things. And rumba, and tango, and...you get the idea. Yes, I'm a ballroom freak. My calves still hurt from Saturday night. But we got Nick on the dance floor! Wheeee!!! He contends that we were just pushing him around rhythmically (shippers formed a large circle and sort of bounced him around the center), but we're gonna call it dancing, dammit.
The dance ended at one, but as sleep is a foreign concept at ScaperCon, that's exactly what we didn't do. Rach, Sarah, Natalie, Gigi, Kate, Nick, Rona, Perri, I, and probably some others hung out near the registration table for a nice long while, and then most of us moved to near the elevators--which liked to open at random intervals when no one was on them, and then try to kill people getting inside. We decided they were possessed. Around 3:30, Kate had her whipped cream incident. *eg* Yeah, there were whipped cream shots. Kate has one, and Natalie says, "Suck it down, suck it down!" Kate laughs, and whipped cream goes all over her, her bag, Natalie, the floor.... Yeah, man. We eventually decided to go to bed around 4 in the morning. At some point during all of this, we learned that Bongo had been taken. :( AFAIK, he still hasn't been found, and Corde is still traumatized. :(
Sunday morning dawned an hour later than Saturday with Scapespeare! This year's was to Twelfth Night, and our Elf really outdid himself. This was the wrongest of all. The bad MIs just didn't stop. The sparkly rod-condom for Scorpy? Braca dangling the pink handcuffs over John and Aeryn's BABY??? Kate and I were falling all over ourselves going "That's SO WRONG!" (OboeCrazy/Lauren, who was sitting in the row in front of us, said later that she actually thought we were the funniest part of the whole thing.) Anyway, yeah, so frelling funny. Shan as Jool doing the grope-dance with Crais? Yeeeeeah. Linnea's costumes were also abso-fucking-lutely amazing, and if she says she's not talented, then she really needs to share what she's smoking.
We were walking out to find a place to eat lunch at when we passed a nun convention that was taking place at the hotel. *snicker* We immediately realized that we were SO all going straight to hell, but that it would be okay 'cause it would be populated by Scapers. Hee. We ended up at Steak and Shake, and I'll just let Kate tell you about her flaccid lollipop. Think about Kate's connection with food in this report and I'm sure you can figure out why we found that so hysterical. We got back just in time for the "Bad Boys of Farscape" Q&A (all the male guests, obviously), which was, of course, hilarious and lovely. Afterwards, I got Stargate tapes from Kate and
cheapevilgirl (Krissy), because they absolutely ROCK! Then nuclearangel (Shan), Kate, Rach, Krissy, and I went to the autograph/dealers' room to talk to all the guests (except for Rebecca, who had to leave early). We traumatized poor David. See, we were telling him how on the shipperlist we had deemed him Capt. Expendable for basically all of season 2 and the part of S1 that he was in. Then we told him that he was wearing the shirt that Talia had made for him, and he turned it around (sadly, he did not take it off to do so) to see what it said on the back. Lo and behold, it said, "That's Captain Expendable to you!" He was shocked and frightened and all around traumatized. Hehehehe.And then we got to Bianca. I cannot tell you how much this woman rocks my world. We stood and talked with her for such a long time, and then she insisted that we take a group picture with her, gave us hugs...she's awesome. Such a sweetheart.
There was a contingent that went to see Pirates of the Caribbean last night, but I didn't go. Instead, I got to witness/be a part of the shipper story of the year, and have a ScaperCon memory I'll neeeeeeever forget. Ready? Okay.
Like all good ScaperCon stories, this starts in the bar. It was actually that Bradley's thing, which was totally empty, dark, and not serving anything. So no, Nick, Kate, Elf, Susan/Ranganathan and I were not drunk (especially considering how old I am), and were not even eating anything. We were just sitting and talking. The phone rings. It rings about twenty times. It's incredibly annoying. We make various disparaging remarks about the phone, and when it starts ringing again, Kate picks it up and hangs it up. We think that's the end of that, but she's not even back at the table when it rings again. This time Nick answers. Text of the conversation:
Nick: "Hello?"
No answer.
Nick: "Spleen?"
No answer.
Nick: "Goodbye."
Not two seconds after he hangs up the phone, it rings again. Another Scaper answers. She says, "Hello?...No, this isn't room service....Anthony, is that you?"
Of course, we're all cracking up in the corner. We ask, "Was that who we think it was?" She replies, "Yes, and he's been calling for the last five minutes."
At that point we totally lost it. We lost it even further when the phone at the front desk immediately began ringing.
So that was the shipper story of the year, IMO. We spent the rest of the night (well, until about 3 AM) telling it to various people in the lobby, where loads of people, shipper and not, gathered to talk, have extremely yummy Chicago-style deep dish pizza, and generally enjoy the last night of Con (even with Lani white-boy dancing next door in the bar).
And then there was Monday morning, and I had to leave, and...yeah. *sniffle* However! Anthony and Jonathan were on my shuttle to the airport! *bounces* Of course, they were at the complete opposite end of the shuttle from me, and I didn't notice until about halfway to the airport. I figured walking around the inside of a moving vehicle would be a bad idea, and standing up at the front of a very crowded shuttle and yelling "Spleen!" towards the back just might not be the very best way to make friends and influence people. Instead, I yelled it out when they got off the shuttle at the terminal before mine, but since there were lots of people moving around and talking, I don't think Anth heard. But still, I rode the shuttle with Anth and Jonathan! *squee*
So that was ScaperCon, in a nutshell. My quote list will be typed up tomorrow (it's not very long), film will be developed and prints scanned at some point before I go back to school, and probably more will be written at some point.
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So I watched my tape of "Space Race" the moment I got home. *bows down to the VCR timer gods* WHY the HELL didn't the hotel have Sci-Fi??!! This was an episode that needed to be watched with Scapers! Auuuuggghhh!!!
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Date: 2003-08-05 01:50 am (UTC)Yay! It's like I was there in spirit *g*
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Date: 2003-08-05 06:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-05 06:45 am (UTC)I only hope it's going to the right address...
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Date: 2003-08-06 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-05 05:27 am (UTC)In Scotland you can be killed by feral bagpipes.
That's very, very true. :o)
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Date: 2003-08-05 06:43 am (UTC)Yes.
That's very, very true. :o)
*snicker*
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Date: 2003-08-09 10:00 pm (UTC)I wasn't there for the whipped cream incident (unfortunately). But I was at your table for the banquet (fortunately). So I suppose it works out.
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Date: 2003-08-09 10:09 pm (UTC)Runner up for "funniest damn thing that happened in my presence at Con." At least we got pictures...
But I was at your table for the banquet (fortunately). So I suppose it works out.
Ah-ha...I thought my list of people at my table was a little short, but I couldn't think who I was leaving off. Whoops. Sorry! :)