"Well, shit. I missed my flight."

Saturday Gallery

Memo to self: I seriously need to hire a secretary to keep my affairs organized.

Perhaps I mistook "departure time" for the time I should have left the hotel to get to the airport. Or perhaps I thought "arrival time" was the time I was supposed to show up at the Sacramento airport. Or maybe my mental state was too questionable to think properly due to the booze, food poisoning, medication, and booze from Friday night. In any case, I was set to stay in Sacramento. Mike from Conpix gave that sage advice of "If you can't be at the con you love, love the con you're at." So I might as well cover the rest of SacAnime, albeit a little hungover and possibly coked up on painkillers and stomach medicine. In other words, coverage as usual.

I awoke early to the sounds of Santiago shuffling around the bed. The buffer pillow I placed between our bodies served its purpose of preventing accidental fornication. After a quick shower, Yomi informed me that we video staff would have breakfast with Jonas and his gaming staff. While the interdepartmental had great intentions for camaraderie and sharing in that most important meal of the day, it was let down by the gaming department forgetting what ungodly hour to show up. We already feasted on ersatz eggs, sausage, fruit, pastries, and beverages from the buffet by the time the blurry-eyed and barely coherent gaming staff showed up.

After about 500-700 calories, I returned to the room to get into my Brock costume with a little help from Yomi. She made a comment about my length, which was simply too long for her to handle. But enough about my hair. After fussing with it and being Brock for an hour, I aborted the costume in favor of cat boy Kyo Sohma. Maybe Laura Bailey would notice it as Tohru as she was finally arriving today to appease fans and attendees.

Learning my lesson from Friday, I was not planning to buy food at the Dealers Room. Yomi and I would occasionally browse looking for cosplay accessories we needed. Even after talking about such conveniences killing the thrill of cosplay construction with Pegasus Maiden, sometimes I just want to buy an accessory than making one--especially if the accessory involves calligraphy I cannot recreate. After scouting a few potential accessories, Yomi dispatched me to the live action video room so I could kill a few brain cells watching Yatterman.

I missed the Chris Sarandon panel but made it to Vic Mignogna's panel. That guy can really talk about Star Trek TOS. Following the one-hour Vic love fest was Laura's and Travis' turn to wow the crowd with anecdotes and odd trivia such as the significance of raped bacon for Travis. It was a pity that Laura could not get a rap in as Sana since those raps were hard to remember off the top of her head.

Little Sister #1 Hanako and her friend Heidi finally arrived and as usual were delightful to photograph. But before I could spend quality time with my sibling, my other sibling arrived and needed a place to shower and change so I gave them access to the room. It was against my better judgment but brotherly instinct took over. Sometimes girls just need to get away from other people encountered during a convention.

With Trina planning to participate in Masquerade, I now had a personal reason to film it in addition to that friend's request.The question is: Would this jaded convention reporter assume this would be just another Masquerade that he would easily forget after a bottle of sake?

I will let you know after I finish this bottle of sake.