Dcon was weird this year. I didn't seem to actually do much this year, and that could be a part of the weirdness. In previous years, I larped (enough to feel as though I had done that), or watched movies/anime, or went to the odd panel here or there, usually on fannish or media tie-in related topics. This year, I think I hit three or four panels, saw two musical performances, a story reading, and a pretty fair amount of standing around, being told where I can't stand around, waiting for people to get out of my way, and probably for the first time in my adult life, being ignored by bartenders. I did find all three issues of How Loathsome, Ted Naifeh's most recent comic (I'm a huge fan; I even have one of his characters permanently inked onto my shoulder).
I'm not sure if Dcon has changed (though many seemed to echo that thought), or if I've changed, but it's a decidedly different, and less engaging, experience than it's been before. I can't help but wonder if I've moved out of the mainstream of different flavors of geek culture, as well, and so the fit is less comfortable.
Interpersonal crap was weird, too. I'm not sure if I can successfully thematize it, as it may be nothing more than a collection of individual threads that happen within a given time period that most people think of as daily life, but my brain is certainly trying hard enough to make something out of it; think of me as a master of mental "found art".
I'm not sure if Dcon has changed (though many seemed to echo that thought), or if I've changed, but it's a decidedly different, and less engaging, experience than it's been before. I can't help but wonder if I've moved out of the mainstream of different flavors of geek culture, as well, and so the fit is less comfortable.
Interpersonal crap was weird, too. I'm not sure if I can successfully thematize it, as it may be nothing more than a collection of individual threads that happen within a given time period that most people think of as daily life, but my brain is certainly trying hard enough to make something out of it; think of me as a master of mental "found art".