The Dreamwidth people had some sort of "code push" over the weekend, so I thought I'd check to make sure everything still works around here. Apparently it does.
Anyhow. Yesterday I was thinking, "Hm, there was one Pennsic when I didn't bring my tent, but I can't remember why." So I went through my DW entries with "pennsic" tags. Turns out that was in 2017 and the only way I could register was as someone's "ghost," so I ended up in a borrowed mundane tent with a slightly smaller footprint than my own. Obviously the experience did not kill me. In fact, I had a blast, because that was the year that Wyn and Yaakov were elevated to Laurel.
Looking up past Pennsics and remembering the issues I had with the 1993 Honda Accord also reminded me that I'm glad I didn't have that vehicle for an extended period of time.
The packing is getting ramped up. So many things got put into different locations during the move. I just extracted a bunch of mundane necklaces and other doodads I don't want to bring to Pennsic from my "treasure box," a wooden box with a hinged mirror folded into the lid. I bought it years ago at a Pennsic shop called Tancred's Tangled Woods. I'm pretty sure the shop owner passed away before the next Pennsic took place, sadly.
And speaking of death, a friend whom I never met in person, but knew through LJ at first and later through Facebook, passed away a few days ago due to complications from heart surgery last month. He was at https://davidkevin.livejournal.com/ but hadn't updated that blog since the 50th anniversary of Star Trek's premiere in 2016, and I don't think he ever joined DW. His beloved wife Nila died of cancer several years ago, and one of his two grown sons kept everyone up to date on his condition via FB. Ad astra, David.
EDITED TO ADD: Tributes to David here (item #9 in the July 27 entry) and here.
Anyhow. Yesterday I was thinking, "Hm, there was one Pennsic when I didn't bring my tent, but I can't remember why." So I went through my DW entries with "pennsic" tags. Turns out that was in 2017 and the only way I could register was as someone's "ghost," so I ended up in a borrowed mundane tent with a slightly smaller footprint than my own. Obviously the experience did not kill me. In fact, I had a blast, because that was the year that Wyn and Yaakov were elevated to Laurel.
Looking up past Pennsics and remembering the issues I had with the 1993 Honda Accord also reminded me that I'm glad I didn't have that vehicle for an extended period of time.
The packing is getting ramped up. So many things got put into different locations during the move. I just extracted a bunch of mundane necklaces and other doodads I don't want to bring to Pennsic from my "treasure box," a wooden box with a hinged mirror folded into the lid. I bought it years ago at a Pennsic shop called Tancred's Tangled Woods. I'm pretty sure the shop owner passed away before the next Pennsic took place, sadly.
And speaking of death, a friend whom I never met in person, but knew through LJ at first and later through Facebook, passed away a few days ago due to complications from heart surgery last month. He was at https://davidkevin.livejournal.com/ but hadn't updated that blog since the 50th anniversary of Star Trek's premiere in 2016, and I don't think he ever joined DW. His beloved wife Nila died of cancer several years ago, and one of his two grown sons kept everyone up to date on his condition via FB. Ad astra, David.
EDITED TO ADD: Tributes to David here (item #9 in the July 27 entry) and here.