Vegas: The Final Frontier: Day 1

So, here I am in the other city that almost never sleeps. redesigner, however, is still sleeping, but once I hit my 8 hours, I'm done. I tried to force myself to sleep more, but nothing doing.

Yesterday was an interesting day. Traveling was relatively painless, and all my panic was for naught. redesigner was incredible, though - making me laugh and otherwise distracting me when I was being a giant spaz about takeoffs and landings. I don't get what's going on with me lately - I think it was just excess stress building up.

Anyway, we finally arrive, get our bags and a cab with no problem, and soon we're in our incredibly swank suite at the Signature at the MGM grand. Although, swank hardly does it justice. The website hardly does it justice. It's GORGEOUS. And, I'm in a very comfy bed. It's like sleeping on a cloud.
We unpacked, squeed our heads off, and headed over to the Hilton (after some mild shenanigans involving the wireless internet at the hotel). We also made reservations at Nob Hill, one of the restaurants in the hotel that we'd wanted to try.

After that, we headed over to the Las Vegas Hilton via monorail (Monorail! Monorail!), just in time to see John DeLancie ("Q" on Next Generation and several other shows) speak. We also caught the tail end of Carl Streuken, who played Locksana Troi's companion Mr. Homm. He was pretty funny.

And then, DeLancie. He was hilarious, and awesome, and looks really good. He was tanned, and has a beard now, and his hair has gone salt n pepper. He seemed pleased and amused by his reception, and told the audience some cool things. Apparently, he's directed several operas and plays, and after the last one, he sailed his own boat from Oahu (where the play was) to San Francisco. He also told a pretty cool story about how he got his son (who had a brief role on Voyager ) an audience with the King of Jordan by playing "The Star Trek Card." The son is studying over in the Middle East on a Fulbright Scholarship, and through various means, DeLancie discovered both that the King was a huge Trek fan, AND through various contacts, got an email address. So he emailed. And heard back a few days later. And then, was granted 10 minutes with the King. Which turned into an hour, because the King wanted to talk to them so much. It was really cool, and he was such a proud papa, talking about his son's flawless Arabic and savvy when discussing politics with world leaders.

Sadly, the cliche-filled audience had really no idea about how:

1. He's an actor, and doesn't write scripts
2. He's an actor, and doesn't make storyline decisions.
3. He's an actor, and doesn't make casting decisions.

DUH.

Also? I hate people who monologue endlessly but claim to be asking a question.   We can all tell, I assure you.

Still, he was rad, and I totally love him now.

I'm hoping that the crowd I saw at the con yesterday was not indicative of who will be here all weekend. I'm beginning to worry that the fandom is fading, due to its age. Star Trek was the first fandom. It created so much of the glorious opportunities to geek out and find people to geek out with, I'd hate to see that forgotten. But, it was only Wednesday. There are many more con days to see and experience!

Dinner was also fabulous, even though the travel and the jet lag made us crash early (pacific time, anyway. It was after 2 in NY.)

Anyway, I am going to find something to do with myself until redesigner wakes up that doesn't involve the computer. A swim is a tempting option.

Vegas: The Final Frontier: Day 1

So, here I am in the other city that almost never sleeps. redesigner, however, is still sleeping, but once I hit my 8 hours, I'm done. I tried to force myself to sleep more, but nothing doing.

Yesterday was an interesting day. Traveling was relatively painless, and all my panic was for naught. redesigner was incredible, though - making me laugh and otherwise distracting me when I was being a giant spaz about takeoffs and landings. I don't get what's going on with me lately - I think it was just excess stress building up.

Anyway, we finally arrive, get our bags and a cab with no problem, and soon we're in our incredibly swank suite at the Signature at the MGM grand. Although, swank hardly does it justice. The website hardly does it justice. It's GORGEOUS. And, I'm in a very comfy bed. It's like sleeping on a cloud.
We unpacked, squeed our heads off, and headed over to the Hilton (after some mild shenanigans involving the wireless internet at the hotel). We also made reservations at Nob Hill, one of the restaurants in the hotel that we'd wanted to try.

After that, we headed over to the Las Vegas Hilton via monorail (Monorail! Monorail!), just in time to see John DeLancie ("Q" on Next Generation and several other shows) speak. We also caught the tail end of Carl Streuken, who played Locksana Troi's companion Mr. Homm. He was pretty funny.

And then, DeLancie. He was hilarious, and awesome, and looks really good. He was tanned, and has a beard now, and his hair has gone salt n pepper. He seemed pleased and amused by his reception, and told the audience some cool things. Apparently, he's directed several operas and plays, and after the last one, he sailed his own boat from Oahu (where the play was) to San Francisco. He also told a pretty cool story about how he got his son (who had a brief role on Voyager ) an audience with the King of Jordan by playing "The Star Trek Card." The son is studying over in the Middle East on a Fulbright Scholarship, and through various means, DeLancie discovered both that the King was a huge Trek fan, AND through various contacts, got an email address. So he emailed. And heard back a few days later. And then, was granted 10 minutes with the King. Which turned into an hour, because the King wanted to talk to them so much. It was really cool, and he was such a proud papa, talking about his son's flawless Arabic and savvy when discussing politics with world leaders.

Sadly, the cliche-filled audience had really no idea about how:

1. He's an actor, and doesn't write scripts
2. He's an actor, and doesn't make storyline decisions.
3. He's an actor, and doesn't make casting decisions.

DUH.

Also? I hate people who monologue endlessly but claim to be asking a question.   We can all tell, I assure you.

Still, he was rad, and I totally love him now.

I'm hoping that the crowd I saw at the con yesterday was not indicative of who will be here all weekend. I'm beginning to worry that the fandom is fading, due to its age. Star Trek was the first fandom. It created so much of the glorious opportunities to geek out and find people to geek out with, I'd hate to see that forgotten. But, it was only Wednesday. There are many more con days to see and experience!

Dinner was also fabulous, even though the travel and the jet lag made us crash early (pacific time, anyway. It was after 2 in NY.)

Anyway, I am going to find something to do with myself until redesigner wakes up that doesn't involve the computer. A swim is a tempting option.