Gen Con 2009 Day 3: A Conspicuous Beginning

Friday, August 14th
I mentioned in my blog yesterday that we went out for a few drinks with Wade, Michael, and Wade's posse. Well, a few drinks turned into a few more, and before we were finished, we were feeling pretty good. Then to top if off we had a couple more beers at our hotel as we play tested the poorly made Fruit Basket Upset game that Kevin is working on. A good night.

I point this out for the following reason. This morning we were all geared up to head over to the Rio room to get there by about 8:30 am or so. On the 2nd full day of the con, we all are still energetic and in high spirits. This rapidly changed when our driver, Curt, announced that he had no keys. This is sort of a problem when we are 20 miles away from downtown.

Nate: "Where are your keys?"

Curt: "I don't know, I had them with me last night. I kept them with the left over beer because I knew I would not forget that. What did you do with the beer?"

Nate looks at me. His face goes dark when I do not smile back.

Brian: "You handed me the last beer and then threw away the carrier...."

In dawns on all of us. The keys are in last night's garbage, and there have been about 200 people come through for the morning breakfast in the same lounge, throwing away their trash. We're screwed!! I'm prepping to go dumpster diving while Curt and Nate start throwing irrelevant blame around like a practiced married couple.

After checking with the hotel staff to find the dumpster before the house cleaning service really fills it up, we were overjoyed to hear the report that the original can had not been changed yet. So in full view of the entire breakfasting crowd, Curt dives into the bag full of sausage gravy, syrup, and who knows what other nice forearm coatings, to eventually emerge with the keys.

I kid you not, it was the highlight of our day to have Curt extract the translucent garbage bag to see the bottom still had broken glass bear bottles in it from the night before. Its the small things in life that cause us joy.

Next entry will blog about you know, actual gaming. More to come...

Comments

Dumpster diving

I'm sure everyone just assumed you were playing some kind of LARP.

The blame was totally relevant

The blame was totally relevant! It just wasn't constructive. Or helpful.