Fantasm 2003: The Review
Apr. 22nd, 2003 01:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
weswilson
Check it! My leather pants fit me again!
Even though we both took off Wednesday Night, we couldn't get our lazy asses in gear until well after 11pm. We were active, don't get me wrong. We just couldn't seem to actually get on the road till LATE LATE LATE. The sad part is that we actually had people eager to see us that night, and we would have actually gotten to spend time with the Fantasm directors. One negative factor about their convention getting bigger each year is that we never get to spend any quality time with our friends. I remember the days when each director would dig up a bit of time to loiter in the various parties... Sadly, I think those days are gone, and we missed our window of opportunity.
We did manage to worm our way into town around 3:30am with only a little extra time spent getting unlost during our bypass of the closed section of I-75. We could have dodged a lot of misery if only the Howell Mill gas station attendants knew the names of the streets they worked on. Needless to say, we didn't finish our driving ordeal by pulling into the hotel and gloriously being transported into our luxery suite, our reservation was screwed up and we had to work out all the details. We ended up on the wrong floor in a non-smoking suite, but we did weasel a free fridge out of the deal. Everyone but the Reverand and Earl were in bed by that point... so we went too.
We slept slept slept in our wonderfully cushy sleigh beds till we could sleep no more, then we spent some time decorating our room. I had brought a bunch of random lights and a disco ball so that our suite could host people inbetween other events. We picked out some good arrangements, then we headed down for lunch and registration. Steph looked like a million bucks, but her stockings were bugging her, so she decided to turn them into thigh-highs on the fly. Who would have known she was a closet tailor!?
We're such dorks... we put our names on the door like we were in a sorority or something.
mmmmmm... she's bootielicious!
Later, we changed clothes and went up to the Jonestown 10th Anniversary party. We helped them decorate by putting up old posters from previous parties all over the walls. They even included some sign-up sheets from previous events where their guests had signed over their souls. It was really cool to find Dawn and Lethe's names on there. The party theme changed every 90 minutes to mirror the ones they had thrown previously, and the sight of friendly faces really started off a good weekend.
Hooray! The gang's all here!
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devilturnip, bardiva, Laura, Burt, Meechie, jillykillroy, and naught.After a night of drinking and frantic poll taking, it was time for bed again.
On Friday, I had to get up early. Steve Wildey and I were running some game shows at noon for 2 hours, and we still had more prep to do. Posterizing the results from the poll the previous night, we put together a series of Family Feud questions that only partially stumped our panels of volunteers. In between our segments of Feud and Jeopardy, we ran "Laid By Fantasm". In this rather creative venture, we placed one of our favorite Fantasm personalities on the auction block to be pawned off onto the lucky winner, decided by audiece applause. Everything went off without a hitch, and as best I can tell, the audience was entertained. I'd post all the polls and the results we got, but I'm not sure I kept them... we shall see.
At 2, I rushed up to put together my "How to Haunt Your Home" panel. At four, I dashed back downstairs, leaving a very exhausted Stephanie sacked out on the couch. My haunt panel went along at a pretty rapid pace, and Spencer was kind enough to help me out. I covered everything from basic structure construction to monster mud. I even spent some time explaining why people shouldn't build vortex tunnels. I didn't get many questions, but I think I covered everything with suitable attention. I may have created a new batch of home haunters... we shall see.
At 6, I had to introduce the guests, but that ended up being a wash-out. I can't really say I minded, because that panel never really gets much of an audience. It certainly didn't help that only 3 guests showed up.
Here's the first of many closed-eye shots... It was a weekend full of it!
Non-LJ-Pam getting some luvvin before the costume contest...
The only picture I got during the costume contest since I was putting on one of my own!
At 10, we had Iron Bartender: Fantasm's own special mish-mash of Iron Chef and alchoholic hysteria. I play Iron Bartender Bama and Steph is Iron Bardiva, while
fahkingnut, nonljpam, Matt, and degeneratepress were the unfortunate judges of our little exploration into the fine mixing arts. We're all pretty funny when you get us into the same room, so it was a hoot. Luckily, I won again, despite the HEEDEOUS liquor I was forced to use. But I find a lot of sugar will fix almost any bitter liquor.
Chairman Kaga and Iron Bartender Jonestown getting ready for the first bout...
More closed eyes.
Iron Bartender Bama showing off the tools of his trade.
Iron Bardiva looking lucious in her pink short-shorts.
Jen gives off more of her patented Evil Looks... :)
The first challenger....
And the first SECRET INGREDIENT!
debgirl001 barbacks...
The challengers try to work their magic on this weird and only slightly vile beverage.
Eugie torments them...
nonljpam is sure to voice her opinions...
The second challenger! and more closed eyes.
Iron Bartender Jonestown's slightly horrific liquor... a mixture of egg yolk and cognac.
I should point out that this substance would not flow from an upside down bottle until some
utensil had been pushed in to break the solid membrane that had formed on top... urrr.. YUCK!
Jester Fred smiles at the colorful array of eggy delights.
The last shot leaves Matt a bit off balance...
The story continues in my next post....
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Date: 2003-04-21 11:51 pm (UTC)Why weren't you there? You gonna do DragonCon?
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Date: 2003-04-22 09:59 pm (UTC)earl
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1) i was trying to remember what that eggy stuff was. i was getting sick just imagining why the iron bartender's bottle wasn't pouring. imagining what it tasted like... the stuff of nightmares. :)
2) dude, next time we're at a con, can i knock on you guys' door and say hi?
3) your pic has inspired me. i know have to own a pair of evil black leather pants.
and a lightsaber.
don't ask.:)
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Date: 2003-04-22 12:13 am (UTC)2) ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY!
3) They cost me $400 bucks, and you only get to wear them a few times a year!
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Date: 2003-04-22 09:05 am (UTC)Tell me it was something else!
God, I didn't make it to the battle (again), but the pics I've seen were MORE than enough....*shudder*
~Kissy
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Date: 2003-04-22 12:02 pm (UTC)That's the one part of Fantasm I'm really not too terribly sorry I missed!
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Date: 2003-04-22 06:37 am (UTC)Damn! *kick!* Damn! *kick!* Damn! *kick!* That's the sound of me kicking myself for waiting 'til the last minute on airfare.
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Date: 2003-04-22 11:44 am (UTC)So we'll see you at D-con, right?
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Date: 2003-04-22 10:00 pm (UTC)well, you know :)
earl