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Ended up going to the Keycon Halloween social last night, at the last minute and on the spur of the moment. It started with me going to the Games Day associated with the social, and which took place in the afternoon. When I got to the Legion where it was being held, I found six people already engrossed in a game -- and a huge room otherwise empty except for L.A., who was laying out decorations to put on the walls. I ended up going out with her to pick up pushpins and raffle tickets, lunch at Subway, and the meat order for the social from Cantor's (best meats in Winnipeg!) So I didn't get any gaming done, but I did help set up the hall for the social that evening.
For those of you who aren't from Manitoba, a social is an event where you rent a large hall, get a DJ, and sell tickets, usually $10 each, for an evening's worth of talking and dancing. Long tables are set out with chairs and provided with munchies like potato chips, pretzels, and popcorn. There's a cash bar and another long table set with silent auction prizes (usually huge themed gift baskets, although last night's offerings also included a gorgeous sword). And at midnight there's a buffet with lunch meats, rye bread, cheese, condiments, and more chips.
Last night's music was picked to appeal to the older Keycon crowd: "The Time Warp", "Rasputin", "Doctor in the TARDIS", "Rock Lobster", etc. I only danced once (gotta watch that heart rate still), but I spent a wonderful evening chatting with old friends I've lost touch with and really only see at Keycon. What convinced me to attend, in spite of needing to get work done at home? My friend Tracy B, who wandered into the Games Day toward the end, saw me, and wheedled me into coming out that evening. She even drove me home so I could take my Metamucil, drove me back to the hall, then drove me home again at midnight. What a princess!
Some pictures... the Crazy Cat Lady:
Super Chicken!
Medieval Man with Baby:
Surgeon and Pimp:
Zombie Eating Superman!
Ghostbuster with inflatable Proton Pack:
You have to ask...?
And the candy packs that were given out to all the kids at the social around 9 PM:
From the real to the virtual... dragons.
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For those of you who aren't from Manitoba, a social is an event where you rent a large hall, get a DJ, and sell tickets, usually $10 each, for an evening's worth of talking and dancing. Long tables are set out with chairs and provided with munchies like potato chips, pretzels, and popcorn. There's a cash bar and another long table set with silent auction prizes (usually huge themed gift baskets, although last night's offerings also included a gorgeous sword). And at midnight there's a buffet with lunch meats, rye bread, cheese, condiments, and more chips.
Last night's music was picked to appeal to the older Keycon crowd: "The Time Warp", "Rasputin", "Doctor in the TARDIS", "Rock Lobster", etc. I only danced once (gotta watch that heart rate still), but I spent a wonderful evening chatting with old friends I've lost touch with and really only see at Keycon. What convinced me to attend, in spite of needing to get work done at home? My friend Tracy B, who wandered into the Games Day toward the end, saw me, and wheedled me into coming out that evening. She even drove me home so I could take my Metamucil, drove me back to the hall, then drove me home again at midnight. What a princess!
Some pictures... the Crazy Cat Lady:
Super Chicken!
Medieval Man with Baby:
Surgeon and Pimp:
Zombie Eating Superman!
Ghostbuster with inflatable Proton Pack:
You have to ask...?
And the candy packs that were given out to all the kids at the social around 9 PM:
From the real to the virtual... dragons.
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Those are some awesome costumes. The Ghostbuster dude just looks super happy.
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One of the highlights of the evening (for the adults) came at around 11 PM, when someone carrying a large (and I mean LARGE) box of Allan's chocolate eggs wandered through the hall pouring them out onto the tables and letting people take huge handfuls. If I weren't a diabetic... much chocolate would have been eaten.
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