Paul and Storm

As you may have heard us mention, we spent last weekend at Dragon*Con—and even though we’ve already talked about it in our last podcast, and posted a movie about it, there’s still plenty more we haven’t really properly covered. So, in no particular order…

It bears repeating: Dana Snyder is the life of the party, and the party starts wherever Dana happens to be.

Most popular costume of the weekend seemed to be Dark Knight Joker. But at least one person appears to have come dressed as Storm (see left).

Ken "Plumey" Plume’s Saturday night film fest is reason enough to come to D*C. Obscure Monty Python productions, vintage GI Joe segments, Action Jackson action figure commercials, Dark Place, and I Hanker For a Hunk of Cheese, just to name a few. And they’re all even better when watched along with 300 or so fellow geeks. Click here to see a picture of those who made it all the way to the end (roughly 4 am).

We got some hang time with Joel Hodgson, Trace Beaulieu and Frank Conniff from Cinematic Titanic, and formerly of Mystery Science Theater 3000. That’s not particularly interesting, necessarily; we just wanted to drop those names like we’re so damn cool.

Sunday afternoon’s "Nuts on the Road" British-style panel/quiz show was a brilliantly entertaining trainwreck experience. Doc Hammer has no "off" button, and it’s a beautiful thing. Paul’s team (Paul, John "Widgett" Robinson and Robert Llewellyn) lost spectacularly to Storm’s team (Storm, Doc and Dana Snyder), though Paul and Widge are currently completing the paperwork to institute a mandatory recount. By the way, does anyone have video of the whole panel? We only got the last 30 minutes or so, and would love to get  copy of the first half.

And now, we are afraid we must report some very sad news…the audience at our Saturday concert shattered the record for thrown panties (which, oddly enough, had been held by Atlanta), with 30 pairs. Unfortunately, when packing up that night, we neglected to take them with us. By the time we realized our mistake, the panties had disappeared. We believe they were either thrown out, or are sitting in the bedroom of one very lucky Hyatt hotel worker somewhere. Double-unfortunately, this also means that we didn’t get a chance to catalog them for the Gallery of Thrown Panties. This makes us very sad, especially since many/most of them appeared to have personalized messages. Luckily, we have found a reasonable facsimile of them (see right).

 In all, a completely enjoyable experience. Huge thanks to our "patrons," Ken Plume of Quick Stop Entertainment and "Widgett" Walls of Needcoffee.com. Thanks, guys, for sheperding us through the Valley of the Shadow of Geeks, coming out safely (if extremely tired) on the other side.