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.
