I had a really good time. I'd like to think I would have had a better time if I had my voice working properly instead of really hoarse from my pre-GAFilk cold, but if I hadn't been periodically motivated to get up and out of the filk, I would have missed a lot of nice conversations that I had. These included a session proselytizing for Taylor guitars with
The banquet was fun, but Katie was a bit too fractious for Gretchen and I to manage to stay all the way through. The music may have been a bit louder than she was ready for. The only real flaw with the banquet (which I pointed out to
I understand the band was recorded this year, which is cool. I'm looking forward to hearing the result eventually, although I understand they may have to record for more than one year to get enough material to put together a CD. (Been there, done that.)
And despite being in weak voice, I actually did end up singing seven different songs, which is pretty good all things considered for a con that draws as many talented filkers as GAFilk does. Gretchen and I even got to do "Apology" at the Dead Dog, courtesy of Brenda babysitting Katie.
I know that some of the folks there also picked up copies of Wing Words, the new Pegasus Awards newsletter that Gretchen is putting together. Eventually, there should be PDFs on the website, but Gretchen's getting them out there and has been promised that they'll be on the freebie table at Conflikt. Yay! (And thanks!)
So now I'm home and getting ready to crawl into bed shortly. Gretchen and Katie are down in Bowling Green on their way home. I'm looking forward to seeing them.
Meanwhile, courtesy of
Katie and Dad
Katie and Dad again
The Roper family