Time's just slipping down the old slipways

[sovay]

I resent coming down with a cold on the first night of Arisia. It is not cricket of the con crud to preempt the con. It could at least have had the decency to wait until the final morning, when it would have been equally inexplicable.

(My senses of smell and taste are intact within normal limits of congestion, the numbers on my pulse oximeter are mundane and I have shown no signs of fever. Just who wants even a normal cold these days?)

I hadn't quite realized until preparing for this virtual version of the con how much I am used to a live audience for panels and readings and while I will certainly have interaction with my panel-mates, it's not the same as being able to read an entire room. spatch said sympathetically that it's the worst of broadcasting: all in real time and no retakes. At which point all I could hear was Alan Swann, aghast: "You mean it all goes into the camera lens and then just spills out into people's houses?"

At least there should be a low probability of gangsters.

Comments

[genarti]

Oh, unfair! A lack of con crud is supposed to be an upside of the virtual con experience, along with the lack of travel, to partially offset all the inherent downsides! Boo and bah. May your restorative beverages of choice do the trick with marvelous haste and efficacy.

(I opted not to be on panels this year because sign-ups came at a point when I was feeling zoom-scheduled-out, and I think that was the right call, but I am attending! So I should see you at a few, technology willing. :) )