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Not Actually Reno
Feb. 2nd, 2024 11:19 pmCarson City is about an hour south of Reno, so it didn't take as long as it usually does to get to my hotel. I stopped in Hawthorne for McD's as I usually do, and again in Yerington at the Maverik for a bathroom break & fluids, but after that it was straight on (so to speak) to Carson City.
There was some minor difficulty with checking in, but I didn't have to call Elizabeth or Anne (just as well since I didn't have her number) and I eventually got squared away. MySpace is more like Extended Stay America than Staybridge, which is to say while the room is neat and comfy and has an ice machine in the freezer, that's about all there is to it besides the microwave and toaster.
So after I checked in and lugged my bags upstairs, I went out to the local Walmart, picked up almost $100 worth of yogurt & other dairy products, L-theanine, 5-HTP, melatonin and (generic) Benadryl, a bunch of water enhancers, Softsoap, a new blender bottle, and some English muffins in lieu of bagels, which I need like a hole in the head. There's no Dunkin in town, but there is a Dutch Bros on East William Street (a/k/a US-50) which I probably won't be hitting since I picked up some instant coffee at the Walmart. Tomorrow I'll try out the Basque cafe around the corner from the Walmart, which will probably be my go-to along with the Denny's since the breakfast option here is Jimmy Dean biscuits with other unhealthy things.
I punted the blogging tonight. By the time I got back to my room and scanned everything in, it was 2300 and I still hadn't unpacked anything but my laptop and insulin. Going to take care of the rest of the unpacking now.
Looks like a lot of people who should have known better (GRRM among them) are shocked and dismayed that the Chicoms behaved like Chicoms regarding the Chengdu Worldcon and DQ'd a number of people they didn't like from the Hugo ballot, including (regrettably) R.F. Kuang. A couple of people resigned from the Worldcon IP committee, including that useless fuckwit Kevin Standlee, and if I cared about the Hugos and Worldcon any more I'd find out if they were pushed or if they jumped. Well, whatever, Schadenboners abound among the Sad Puppies regarding all the whining.
There was some minor difficulty with checking in, but I didn't have to call Elizabeth or Anne (just as well since I didn't have her number) and I eventually got squared away. MySpace is more like Extended Stay America than Staybridge, which is to say while the room is neat and comfy and has an ice machine in the freezer, that's about all there is to it besides the microwave and toaster.
So after I checked in and lugged my bags upstairs, I went out to the local Walmart, picked up almost $100 worth of yogurt & other dairy products, L-theanine, 5-HTP, melatonin and (generic) Benadryl, a bunch of water enhancers, Softsoap, a new blender bottle, and some English muffins in lieu of bagels, which I need like a hole in the head. There's no Dunkin in town, but there is a Dutch Bros on East William Street (a/k/a US-50) which I probably won't be hitting since I picked up some instant coffee at the Walmart. Tomorrow I'll try out the Basque cafe around the corner from the Walmart, which will probably be my go-to along with the Denny's since the breakfast option here is Jimmy Dean biscuits with other unhealthy things.
I punted the blogging tonight. By the time I got back to my room and scanned everything in, it was 2300 and I still hadn't unpacked anything but my laptop and insulin. Going to take care of the rest of the unpacking now.
Looks like a lot of people who should have known better (GRRM among them) are shocked and dismayed that the Chicoms behaved like Chicoms regarding the Chengdu Worldcon and DQ'd a number of people they didn't like from the Hugo ballot, including (regrettably) R.F. Kuang. A couple of people resigned from the Worldcon IP committee, including that useless fuckwit Kevin Standlee, and if I cared about the Hugos and Worldcon any more I'd find out if they were pushed or if they jumped. Well, whatever, Schadenboners abound among the Sad Puppies regarding all the whining.
