Thursday, about 9:00 p.m. This is the badge pickup line that greeted me once I got into the Sheraton after waiting for three hours outside.
Allan Gilbreath, me, and Kimberly Richardson, editor of Dreams of Steam, Saturday afternoon at the Kerlak Publishing booth in the Exhibitor's Hall.
My sensei Ann Crispin and I, Sunday night, at the Pacific Rim Bistro on Peachtree Center Ave.
I spent the rest of the Con stalking former cast members of Mystery Science Theatre 3000 (or anyone dressed like them) and telling people to shop at the Kerlak booth, especially those who were steampunk-inclined.