There is this illusion, pointed out last night by Andy K, in which you do not feel like you have been away from home, at a con for a few days. It feels like the years of Gen Con attending are blending together. Gen Con begins to feel like some kind of geek Brigadoon, a con that has gone on in the mists as one continuous event.
Last night I referred to the hotel room as “home” – scary.
We played two episodes of our Stars Wars – Episode LV PTA game and I’ll post that up on the Forge when I have a moment.
The other game I have been throwing down on the table when I have a spare moment is Zombie Cinema, an adorable board game RPG that takes anywhere from 10-30 minutes.
Off to the exhibit hall to booth it.
Catch you in the dealer hall…
Catch you in the dealer hall…
Catch you in the dealer hall…
“Home.” Yeah. Post a link when the Star Wars PTA stuff goes up. I’m still riding that wave.
“Home.” Yeah. Post a link when the Star Wars PTA stuff goes up. I’m still riding that wave.
“Home.” Yeah. Post a link when the Star Wars PTA stuff goes up. I’m still riding that wave.