I had a great time at the con. We didn't get out of Chicago until 9 PM on Thursday night, so we pulled into our motel in Flint MI at 2:30 AM Eastern time. *yuck* But the bed was comfortable and the Motel 6 was a darned sight cheaper than the Super 8 chain has become.
The next morning,
Back at the hotel, I ran the coats up to the room, pulled out the guitar and wrote the first of the two songs that I wrote that weekend. I got downstairs just in time to catch the Boogie Knights, who are a lot of fun to listen to. (I got to sit in the circle with them on Friday and Saturday, which was also good.) Then we headed off to harass
Saturday, we crawled out of bed. I went down to
The Filk Hall of Fame banquet followed, where we were joined by Dave, Erica, Daniel, Melissa,
I went to the room to take a Zyrtec (beat those food allergies into submission!) and stopped to check on the Illini game. They'd beaten Louisville, so I knew I'd be busy on Monday. Then I caught the second half of the song-writing contest, which was followed by the Interfilk auction. Smac was somewhat nonplussed to discover that he was getting to auction the last scheduled piece of the auction, the Urban Tapestry DVD. But that's where it came up in rotation and it would have been hardly reasonable to take it away from him. Since he got $600 CDN for it, I don't think he did too badly. :)
Open filk followed until 4 AM EDT. (Damn! Lost an hour somewhere!) It was good to get a chance to hear everyone in the circle, including Gretchen, Steve S., John, Phil,
Gretchen crashed out a bit before I did; then Erica, Steve S., and I chatted in the hall for about 45 entertaining minutes before I crawled off to bed.
Sunday morning arrived very early. We packed out of the room -- leaving my brand-new can of deodorant behind -- and threw the luggage in the car, then headed back to the A&W for lunch. I came back early to meet Steve and MEW so we could practice Clif's pieces for the Filk Hall of Fame concert. With five sets, it was long, but it was a lot of fun. (And while Miss Congeniality 2 may not be a great film, it's probably not so bad that I wouldn't pay $2 to see Sandra Bullock in it...)
A massive round of hugs followed Sam's Song and Home to FilkOntario, then we had to start on our nine hour drive home. The slush abated around London and it was clear sailing the rest of the way, with only a short wait at Sarnia. (I think we waited longer at the currency exchange.) And, of course, the conversation was good.
I'm sure that I left things out, but it was a fine time.
And we've bought memberships for next year.