Eastercon! Home of the brash, outrageous and free! Plus those weird basin haircuts that 70's-era male fandom still display. Seriously, what the cock is that about? But I digress... |
Immediately upon entering I made a (sexy) claim to the Game of Thrones throne... |
...And succeeded in gaining only one follower. |
Looked at some books and shit. Distinct lack of Katie Price. :( |
G.R.R Martin's observational standup- 'You know that feeling when you've near-completed a bestselling fantasy epic and someone options a TV series? Man...' |
Sank a few in the bar with Damien Walter & David Anthony Durham, the latter whom... |
...dared me to pose behind Paul Cornell! I opted to rock a Henry Winkler vibe. |
Incensed by my folly, Cornell's head grew to vast proportions. As you can see, Con-members tried to placate him with improvised line dancing, but failed (To be fair, they were naff). Paul Cornell's giant face destroyed the entire hotel!!! |
Only a small child in a bag survived. The architect of a brand new fandom (a bit like the end of Silent Running... kind-of-thing...). | Great weekend all round! |
Dude, YOU should have written the awards ceremony stand-up!
ReplyDeleteI'd have offended everyone by making jokes that sexually objectified John Meaney. But thanks!
DeleteI'd have thought you'd have stopped standing behind people in a way that makes it looks like your doing something they might object to if they found out about it after the incident with Pete during your days as a bassist in Beg To Differ. Instead you've upped your game, I applaud you sir.
ReplyDeleteToday Paul Cornell, tommorrow the President!
DeleteIndeed, I remember the day Pete stomped over to my house and- with a deadly serious look in his eyes--said; 'Tell me the truth- is it true that when we're on stage and I'm playing a solo, you sometimes stand behind and pretend to bum me?'
I fell on the sofa, laughing and said- 'Dude, I've been doing it for four years. The crowd love it!'
Great days...
Somewhat politically incorrect, admittedly.Not cool. But these were the dark ages before I got on the net and cheap laughs kept local audiences from going to the barroom.
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