September 2nd, 2010

beachy

2010 — The Year Dragon*Con Was Broken

I should’ve known something was up when my cat and my dad were both sick leading up to the convention — but I really should have figured it out when the pet-sitter wouldn’t return our calls until yesterday afternoon. But clearly, there is a malevolent force trying, for reasons we can only guess at, to keep us from getting to Dragon*Con.

I mean, seriously, when your plane arrives early but can’t open the door because the caterpillar walkway mysteriously breaks? Then the automated check-in kiosk fails, gives you a ticket that says “Take to any Hilton partner,” but the concierge is just snarky and sends you through the long line at the hotel desk (which was the whole reason for going to the automated kiosk in the first place) … and then you’re given not one, but two sets of keys that don’t work?

Yeah. There’s something up with this con. I’m keeping my eyes open!

-The Gneech

Originally published at gneech.com. You can comment here or there.

beachy

The Con Wasn’t Done With Us!

PetSmart called — apparently they’re not allowed to board FIV+ cats, which they just finally noticed today after they’d had Dasher for 12 hours. After all, we only checked twice when we were making the arrangements that it wouldn’t be a problem. Forunately, a bit of panicked calling got Dasher shoved off on a friend until Monday night.

Then Laurie fell down on the escalator. -.-

STOP IT, CON!

Laurie’s okay, just some bruises. And once I hit the bar, I should be fine.

*thud*

-The Gneech

Originally published at gneech.com. You can comment here or there.