Thursday, August 28, 2008

SOE Fan Faire 2008 Part 8

We got to their room, the frop was cleansed, loaded, and fropalized with great gusto. They started to fade, and as we had imbibed the great monster drinks that are at every monorail stop, we went on to penny slots and fun fun fun. After 2 am we finally got to our room and our heads hit the pillow and sleep over came us.
The next day we rose to a shower and yogurt. This was to be the day we would finally meet our guildy friends and we were both excited. I had met my shiny buddy in EQ1 and had inducted him into the guild we had had at the time. As the guild had grown and changed he had stayed with us, and had been one of the original to transfer over to EQ2. He had talked his wifey into playing as well and they make quite a serious ass kicking team. We had talked for many a year about many different things, from religion, to life, to kids. I was ready to give em a grab and a shake like a freaky tye-dyed love doggy. Which I did, but that came later.
There were a few things that my bruthah wanted to hit, panels that looked interesting and a live event, so until then we wandered the rooms and areas around the fan faire. The bruthah hit the bathroom for a midmorning dance, and came back out saying “You gotta see this”. We went inside and there were pictures of different girls above the urinals. Some were laughing, some were wide eyed and holding their hands far apart with a satisfaction, some had magnifying glasses and a finger pointing. It was excellent and wonderful, so I picked the one with the yardstick, and lived the fantasy for a moment. Got done early and headed out, past where the shoe shine guy was. I asked him, felling filled with the Vegasness of Vegas how much a shine was. Now my boots were hideous things abused at every turn, yet this gentleman, for five dollars I might add, brought my boots to life that would have made a drill sergeant weep at the beauty, then force you to drop and give him twenty. I paid the man six and went and broke one of the precious twenties, and went back and gave him another buck. I’m cheep, but he rocked.