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Wednesday, Off to Millennium Philcon! Having arrived Wednesday night (and spent most of the late evening arranging to get a wheelie friend of ours from the airport to the hotel, seeing as her flight from Dallas had been cancelled and rescheduled to a time after the trains stopped running), my roommate Julia and I slept in a bit, then staggered over to the Marriott to hang out in the lobby and see who was around. Yes, I know youÕre supposed to go to panels at a con, and indeed I planned on attending a couple that caught my interest, but from a writing point of view it was more important to meet up with people, network, drink a lot and buy stuff from the dealerÕs room. After making a pass through the dealer's room and picking up this absolutely stunning hunter green dress, a group including Julia, myself, Elizabeth Moon, Tom Hise, and Scott and Kim Zrubek found a nice little joint named Jake's near one of the hospitals for some geuine Philly cheesesteaks -- nummy! After that, Julia and I somehow wound up spending most of Thursday night acting as door dragons for the SFWA Suite. We got to stick little orange and green stickers on SFWA members and their guests and chat with pretty much everyone who came into the suite (and the suite manager told us with some awe that we were the best door dragons he'd ever known -- Julia had stopped Norman Spinrad, the prez of SFWA, to check his badge, and challenged Michael Capobianco, an ex-prez, because he wasn't wearing his badge at all). An amusing note about Capo -- we wound up taking him home with us around 1:00 am after he couldnÕt find the guy he was supposed to be rooming with for that night. Well, we had a junior suite with a couch, it only seemed fair, and he was perfectly safe with us -- weÕre afraid of his wife.
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