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- Sat, 13:22: So the first person I saw at the con was the one person I had been planning to evade. #oops
- Sat, 19:56: RT @BioHawkORourke: #fogcon ConSuite will be open till 2am tonight! come by for late night munchies!
- Sun, 01:04: My fitbit #Fitstats_en_US for 3/07/2015: 3,192 steps and 1.4 miles traveled. http://t.co/gFMrr7HEB6
- Sun, 10:31: RT @kiyala: @azurelunatic look it's you with the rest of the fish https://t.co/1nGbkaPFF7
Mar. 8th, 2015
Sometime after I get a decent night's sleep, I should write in more detail about FOGcon, especially as I took notes.
A few important points before I do go the fuck to sleep:
I went to this con hoping to avoid one specific person. That specific person was literally the first one I saw, and she looks much happier than she did while attending the meeting from hell led by the Buck-Stopper and the Buck-Stopper's Thug.
I can in fact have hella fun doing Lobbycon and winding up attending exactly zero panels.
One rogue light socket can perform a Denial of Service attack on your whole smart house.
There are certain classes of (usually self-published) authors on Twitter who don't actually bother to be very human on Twitter while cycling the same ~5 self-promotional links over and over.
"They're as useful as ... tweeting lightbulbs!" I said, hearkening back to the previous conversation about the smart house.
I had no idea that I knew (directly, vaguely, or friends-of-friends) so many people at this convention.
A few important points before I do go the fuck to sleep:
I went to this con hoping to avoid one specific person. That specific person was literally the first one I saw, and she looks much happier than she did while attending the meeting from hell led by the Buck-Stopper and the Buck-Stopper's Thug.
I can in fact have hella fun doing Lobbycon and winding up attending exactly zero panels.
One rogue light socket can perform a Denial of Service attack on your whole smart house.
There are certain classes of (usually self-published) authors on Twitter who don't actually bother to be very human on Twitter while cycling the same ~5 self-promotional links over and over.
"They're as useful as ... tweeting lightbulbs!" I said, hearkening back to the previous conversation about the smart house.
I had no idea that I knew (directly, vaguely, or friends-of-friends) so many people at this convention.
