I'd still love Allyson if she never touched another Party, Event or Campaign in her entire life. It's her prerogative, and she works her little booty of for nothing but love. I can't imagine she enjoys the all the stress and anxiety, and I'm not sure if she ever gets the satisfaction, happiness and gratitude she desrves for her work.

Word.

To all who made con-ments to me: Thank you for your reassurances. I am not afraid. I am just, as Allyson said, a little jaded with the lines/autographs thing (despite not having experienced it much - WUWT?) and so unwilling to pay so very much money for it. I have a guarantee of seeing 5 or 6 people I LOVE at Dragon*Con, and the possibility of seeing many more. If they weren't going to be there, I wouldn't be, even if my ticket got me a private dance party with the whole cast of Serenity.

ETA: Allyson, I would always rather attend an event planned by you than one not. You are a proven success, and that goes a very long way. I had a good time at the Pre-Party you worked so hard for, and I have not known a single one of my friends not to enjoy W&H or D:LA. The Browncoats are all nice people, and I'm sure capable of putting together a good time, but there is some security or something in the idea of having you put something together.

That said, I would never want you to kill yourself for any event, much less one where your heart wasn't in it. But I would always rather go to one planned by you than someone else, regardless of other circumstances.

No one was wearing anyone else's nightclothes, for instance.

Hee. And people think Nikita is a boring fandom.

And people think Nikita is a boring fandom.

There were very good reasons why I was doing shots of salmari from a Coca-Cola can and that a small group of us drank the hotel bar out of tequila during those years. The talent show alone...

I shall speak of it no more. I don't want to have a flashback that will ruin the hard work and money I put into my alcohol-induced amnesia.

People still talk with fear about certain... props... that were used for posed photos at PBP 2000. I think I missed out by throwing a rather sedate after-party in my room where the wildest thing was a blender full of pina colada mix (but much fun was had, nonetheless).

Matt, by boring we don't mean hijinks so much as there seem to be a disproportionate number of people in Nikita fandom who are batshit insane.

Oh, I was referencing insanity re: the after parties that I missed that year by throwing my own. Four years later people were cringing when they mentioned handcuffs and a giant furry purple dildo. Apparently there came a point in the evening when the sane people decided the time to flee had arrived.

Though some of them fled to Becker's Game of Death, so they chose alcohol poisoning in lieu of dishonor.

One of the batshit fans bought a nightgown that Nikita had worn in the series. Then she went upstairs to her room, put it on, and came back down to the auction.

Then one of the cast members emceeing the auction pulled it down in back, and we all got a lovely view of her posterior. Because she had nothing on under it, of course.

Oh man. At least at the event I'm talking about the craziness was only witnessed by the occupants of a single hotel suite. So no more than 150, all told.

Was anyone at the con where Marsters tried that "you first" gambit with the fan who asked him to strip?

Then she went upstairs to her room, put it on, and came back down to the auction.

Gah. Although, I do have to admit wearing Spike's Amulet while doing the dishes, once.

Also, all the nice things people are saying? You're making me feel really, really good.

Although, I realize that I'm being a complete jackass about the Boosters thing. To each.

I think we'll be done with the copying/paperwork/thank you cards by this weekend for the D:LA.

I think that when I'm planning the event, it begins months before, and ends months after. So it's like this ongoing thing, and always fresh in my mind.

Keep in mind that Maya did almost all of the logistical work involved. She did the contracts, got the sound and lighting done, ordered all the the linens, helped shop for decor, found the DJ, tarot card reader, made trips back and forth to Burbank to pick stuff up at the Writers' Office, hauled everything to the hotel, hauled it all back, and had an unfortunate incident with the delivery truck when picking up the polar bear.

She also took care of all registration issues.

I get a lot of undeserved credit, because I post a lot. Maya doesn't. So people think I'm doing everything. That's just not so. The stuff I handled with this party was relatively, well, nothing. Most of what I did involved a phone and sitting on my fat ass.