ComFest knocked me out
We spent about six hours there yesterday, mostly people-watching and looking for bare-breasted women. I told Kristen and Abby that it’s like a grown-up version of Where’s Waldo. Kristen was there in part as an official photographer for the event and she was looking for folks who accurately illustrated the spirit of ComFest and topless women with painted breasts certainly fall into that category.
We stopped by Amy’s booth, which was looking gorgeous with lots of little (and bigger) pretties. Although she was fully-clothed, she was also a grand example of the spirit of ComFest being joyful and welcoming and ready with hugs.
I’m feeling absolutely exhausted today. I saw on Abby’s twitter that she got up and did all sorts of fun, active things, which I find astonishing because, seriously, I am hammered. All those people! All those crowds! I couldn’t stop scanning them — too much information coming into my addled brain. I just start to shut down and it wears me the heck out. But I sent Noah out to pick me up a Diet Coke because I’m going out with Leslie tonight to join the celebration for a friend who just got her MFA in creative nonfiction. Go Lia!!
I always think (and dread) that I’ll run into someone from my former life as a self-centered, pseudo punk rock teen at ComFest and you know what? These last two times I’ve gone I haven’t. It’s gotten so big that it’s impossible to see everyone there (it used to be that it was impossible to avoid anyone there) so I not only didn’t see people I wanted to avoid, I also didn’t see people I wanted to see. Rats.
Although I don’t know if Lisa Mirman made her annual trip up from New Orleans this year so maybe I missed her ‘cuz she wasn’t here. Ack! I miss her!! Must go dig up her email now.
hey! my friend/neighbor and i were trying to find her booth so she could introduce me to her! now i have to meet this girl.
i missed seeing you there. i was surprised to see anyone i knew, it was so packed. we tried to go as a family today but that’s when it decided to downpour. it was fun last night, though.
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because I’m going out with Leslie tonight to join the celebration for a friend
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my goodness, Dawn, you’re one HECK of a trooper of an introvert, you are!
lol I find it amusing that you, too, saw bare-breasted women today. Me too (Toronto Pride festivities) ! boobs certainly /are/ funny things, especially when they’re in the context of humourous and creative striptease performances (boy, those girls could really /move/!).