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Saturday morning

Had a great time at Capricon yesterday. Arrived at the Wheeling Westin around 10am, just as flakes started falling. By the time I gave my reading (an excerpt from Continuing Education, my entry in MODERN FAE’S GUIDE TO SURVIVING HUMANITY which is out 6 March hinthint) and sat in on my 1130 Classic Dr Who panel, the snow was coming down fairly hard. Had a really nice lunch at the hotel’s Italian restaurant, then sat in the causeway with Michael D Thomas and talked for, well, a few hours. Light dinner with him, Lynne Thomas, and John O’Neill, followed by my last panel, Why Are SF Writers So Bad At Predicting The Future, with Cory Doctorow, Bill Higgins, and Gene Wolfe. A good, thinky panel where we discussed possible reasons why SF writers predicted the rocket car but not the stubby little roadcar/minivan, the great central supercomputer but not the PC. Conclusions included the feeling that predicting the future isn’t the point of SF, and that the sorts of discoveries that had the biggest impact on our day to day lives may not have been the ones that lent themselves to dramatic storytelling.

After more hallcons and final farewells, I hit the road around 1130pm or so. The snow had started letting up around midafternoon, and by the time I left the hotel, the tollway was perfectly clear and dry. A few sideroads had some snow, but not very much. Made it home around 1230am or so, and listened to music/decompressed for a couple of hours before going to bed.

I will say that this developing pattern of Snow Events Every Time Kristine Decides To Drive To A Convention does not bode well for a drive to Toronto/Richmond Hill for WFC in early November.

It’s *freezing* outside, the first weekend with high temps under 30F. A few inches of powder fell, then blew around enough that I don’t really need to shovel. Grocery shopping still to do. Then I am getting my hair colored, a darker brown with highlights. I want something different-but-not-too. Want to cover the gray. ‘Tis the winter of our discontent, I guess.

A worky afternoon/evening is planned. The excitement, let me show you it.

Tuesday post-con

Taking today off. A good idea.

I picked up the pups this morning from the Doggy Spa/Retreat. Both were !!HAPPY!! to see me. Gaby whimpered most of the way home and bugged me to pet her, while King sat in back and looked out the window. Once home, they ran around and drank water and ate snow and peed and dashed around and drank more water and ate more snow. They’re both sleeping now in their usual places, King by the back door and Gaby on the other end of the couch.

They were both groomed, and have the neckerchiefs to prove it. Gaby’s is pink checkers, while King’s is blue with white polka dots.

Household’s back to normal. Or as normal as it gets around here.

Home

Got up around 630 EST. Packed up the car. Breakfast. Was on the road by 815 or so.

Temps were close to 50 around Detroit, and didn’t drop below 40 until I reached Illinois. Light rain all the way, changing to flakes north of Chicago. Made it home around 1 CST.

We had a snowstorm here on Friday, and I was concerned that I would need to clear the driveway before I could pull in. Imagine my surprise when I found it clear, with only a little slush and a melted-down plow bump at the bottom.

Unpacked the car, then went right out again and shopped for groceries because I had made coffee and didn’t have any half-and-half. The reason I needed coffee was because the hotel, while having pretty good food and one lovely wine, lacked in the coffee department. Seriously. Worst coffee I have ever had at a restaurant. Ever. It was as though they ran a gallon of hot water through a tablespoon of grounds. I had a headache Thursday and Friday, and while I thought at first that it was due to travel stress and dry hotel air, I think it was lack of caffeine. I slept like a rock, too, which one might do if one’s stimulant has been cut off.

I’ve had two cups of my coffee in the last two hours. I can feel my heart beating again.

Unpacked. I’m taking tomorrow off, so I’ll do the laundry then. The pups are still at The Bad Place, aka Not Home, aka the Doggy Spa. Picking them up tomorrow morning, which leaves me the evening to decompress. Kill Bill Vols 1 & 2 are on Spike. I may have another cup of coffee.

Saturday/Sunday ConFusion

See what happens when you spend all your time doing panels and sitting at the bar? The con is over before you know it.

Sitting at a table with a plug so I can charge the MacBook. The con, it is over. I had fun. Panels went well. Spent much time talking to Violette Malan and her husband Paul, and Michelle Sagara West and her husband Tom. The reading with Jim C Hines went well. Talkingtalkingtalking until all hours.

Bought a key-shaped pendant watch, aka A Key To Time. Fear me.

Montes 2010 Malbec. Good wine. Good wine.

Hoping for decent weather tomorrow morning for the drive home. I’m seeing possible rain/snow showers and wind in the forecast, which I can live with. It’s ice that I fear most.

Time dilation. I feel as though I’ve been here for so much longer than four days. Not looking forward to the return to Real Life. Except for the pups. I miss the little stinkers.

Friday morning at the con

Tried to work last night. Dozed off at the desk, so I gave up and went to bed. The proverbial rock. Slept like it, I did. Got up at 630 CST (730 in this strange Eastern Time Zone), showered, and breakfasted. Am now in the lobby with coffee and laptop. The con really won’t get going until this afternoon, so I have time to work. Yes, *work*, dammit.

Quote from the Trib weather page:

THE CHICAGO NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE CONTINUES A WINTER STORM WARNING FOR 5 TO 8 INCHES OF SNOW TODAY INTO TONIGHT – ENDING FROM THE WEST BETWEEN 9PM AND MIDNIGHT

Looks like I picked a good time to get out of town…although I despair for the state of my driveway when I get home.

I’m here

Let the bells ring out and the banners fly.

::faceplant::

I’m exhausted. Left home midmorning. The drive through Chicago/NW Indiana wasn’t bad, but I hit snow squalls in western Michigan, along with car-shuddering winds and lotsa semis. The weather improved around Kalamazoo. The sun even showed its face. But it wasn’t a relaxing drive, and I have the headache and stiff shoulders to show for it.

It didn’t help that the day’s intake consisted of a bowl of cereal and a couple of cookies. I ate as soon as I could after check-in–a salmon club and sweet potato fries. Just popped some ibuprofen.

The bar is the place to be, as you would expect. Saw Dave Klecha and Jim Hines and Yanni Kuznia. Met Myke Cole. I know I met other folks as well, but hey, I already have Con Head. It’s like Time Head, but without Alex Kingston’s hair**.

I am now back in the room, and may be out of commission for the evening. Ms Excitement, that’s me. At least I’m missing the storm that’s supposed to move through Chicago tomorrow. Very glad that I decided to drive over a day early.

First panel isn’t until tomorrow evening, so I have the morning and afternoon to muck about. There are actually some very nice stores a couple of miles away–a Nordstrom’s, for one–but shopping’s the last think I need to do. I will probably putter around the hotel and do a little work. Hang out. Even with the headache, it’s good to get away.

Jim Hines has a sonic screwdriver pen. I wants one.

**don’t get me wrong–I like Alex Kingston’s hair. She could give me half of it, and not even miss it. Then I’d have actual hair and not the dark lint that’s atop my head now.***

***very thin. very fine. gun-sight hair&&

&&and I’ve apparently started to blog like Robin McKinley. Footnotes are your friends.

Capricon schedule

I’ll be stopping by Capricon in Wheeling IL for one day only, Friday February 10th. But I have some great panels:

Reading: Kristine Smith – Friday, 02-10-2012 – 11:00 am to 11:30 am – River C (Cafe)

My First Doctor- The Classic Doctor Who Panel – Friday, 02-10-2012 – 11:30 am to 1:00 pm – Botanic Garden A (Special Events – Programming)
Whether he wore a scarf or a leather jacket, he was still the Doctor. Journey back into the vortex to late night PBS in the 1980s or the SciFi channel in the 00s as we look back at the first time we watched Doctor Who.
Javier Grillo-Marxuach
Michael Lee (M)
Kristine Smith
Dr. Michael Unger
Joy Ward

Does It Matter If Science Fiction Authors Are Bad at Predicting the Future? – Friday, 02-10-2012 – 7:00 pm to 8:30 pm – Willow
Sure, we get some things right, like flip phones or going to the moon, but SF authors also get a LOT wrong when they predict the future. Does it really matter? What is the value of the exercise of making predictions?
Cory Doctorow (M)
Bill Higgins
Kristine Smith
Gene Wolfe

One thing makes a post

Sitting at the dining room table, looking out the window into the backyard. There’s a robin sitting in the prairiefire crabapple, just looking around. Not used to seeing them at this time of year, but I recall someone telling me that for robins, wintering is relative. Far northern robins may go south, but their south is still north…if that makes sense.

My visitor must be one of those Arctic robins.

But they’re still a sign of !SPRING! to me, so Color Kris Confused. Yeah, I know. Doesn’t take much sometimes.

It will be an indoor weekend, working and pulling together stuff for Confusion. Going to try to pack light this time, but you know how that goes.

Still, a velvet jacket, jeans, and a few clean shirts should be enough, shouldn’t it?

Epic Confusion schedule

‘Twill be a busy time. My great hope is that this abnormally mild winter we’re having here in the upper Midwest does not decide to revert to form the weekend of the con.

7pm, Friday Salon G Race, Class, and Gender
(Steve Piziks, Kameron Hurley, Kristine Smith, Sarah Zettel, Jay Lake)

10am, Saturday Salon E Over the Horizon
(Tobias Buckell, Kristine Smith, Doselle Young, Michelle Sagara West)

11am, Saturday Athens Reading
(Kristine Smith Jim Hines)

1pm, Saturday Salon H Natural Sounding Dialogue
(Kristine Smith, John Scalzi, Myke Cole, Christine Purcell, Christian Klaver)

5pm, Saturday Salon E Mass Autograph Session
EVERYONE

1pm, Sunday Salon F Women in Combat
(Carrie Harris, Jim Hines, Kristine Smith, Scott Lynch, Kameron Hurley)

Friday!

Three-day weekend! The night is lovely so far, but storms possible tomorrow. I’ll worry about them tomorrow.

Spent the past hour making hotel reservations online and setting up awards accounts. And watching the new Dr Who. I had heard the episode was, well, hectic, and it is. No spoilers, but I will say that a great deal about the early life of a certain individual is left out and I hope the gap is filled in over the course of this half-season. Because otherwise things are just a bit too flip.

And the sudden change in attitude? Didn’t buy it, sorry. Too great a magnitude too quickly. I can hear my editor going “Ummmmm….”

I had three appointments tomorrow and canceled them all. I needed the time more. There will be grocery shopping and tomato blanching and cookie baking and writing. And SFWA voting. As soon as I get my hands on the ballot. Which I assume is awaiting me in my PO Box.