December 12th, 2004


Friday. Employer ( party at SFM (

This last Friday evening was the company holiday party. It was surprisingly fun.

It was held at the new Science Fiction Museum. Paul Allen owns it, and he owns us, so there was probably a price break involved. The museum, contrary to my expectation, didn't suck. There was the expected media SF stuff, but it was pretty cool historical stuff, like the robots from the original "Lost in Space" and "Forbidden Planet", Buck Rogers ray gun from way back in the original old serials, and the cargo loader from "Aliens". There was also lots of written SF stuff, like the handwritten manuscript to The Baroque Cycle (The thing was HUGE, and the author even kept the empty FP cartridges), an old ditto machine at lots of old fan stuff got copied on, and lots of original editions of classic SF.

intrepid_reason graciously, and with very little advance notice, agreed to be my "& Guest", and she dressed fabulously.

The evening activity was also surprisingly fun. We were each given a little booket of SF trival questions, that had answers that could be discovered by touring the museum. Each correctly answered question page got stuffed into a drawing box for a prize.

My date and I were able to answer about half of them off the top of our head (being both SF geeks and SF fen), and the rest were not all that hard to get. Except for one, that consisted of being part of a party of at least four to sing karaoke. I did not, she did, and so she won a day and a night at a 350 buck a day high-end B&B up in Whistler BC.

Saturday. Cirque du Noc (

After my 5 week appointment with Patrick Bear, I went to the Cirque du Noc. I quickly and voluntarily got drafted into guarding and pushing the silent auction tables, which was a lot of fun. I hopped myself up on some Elderberry energy drink that one of the booth vendors was selling, and it make me a bit hyper and outgoing. Lots of fun.

After several hours, the event that I was part of started, the "Circus Contraption". tonyawinter had donated several outfits to be auctioned off between acts, including the one I had worn earlier at Gothique. So I and julzerator and one other lady got squeezed into the outfits. I got my hair spiked up so that I looked like a DragonBall Z character, and out we went in turn. It was much much fun, bump and grind back and forth across the stage, winking and flirting with the audience while the auctioneer handles bids. I got the meet the guy who won mine, afterwards.

A while after that was done, the grand ball began, and I discovered how much easier a proper ballroom floor makes dancing. My legs are still tired, ten hours later.

After it was all over, I helped take down the decorations and pack them away, and then went home to crash.