Dance... Oh Mistress I Call Dragon Con

The Ren Faire is now more than half over and thoughts of Dragon Con have begun to dance its seductive dance in my head. (Damn I have been watching too many belly dancers at faire or maybe it’s the damn clip in my skull I hear making all that noise). The guest list continues to grow daily- so far over 400 actors, writers and musicians are scheduled to appear this year with 50,000 of our closest friends (it’s not the number the Atlanta Fire Dept gets, they get a head count of 30,000.) (And no Kat you can’t invite them to New Years) Costumes are being prepped, schedules are being revised and sleep is being stored up for the best 84 hours of nonstop fun, 72 hours if you arrive on Friday. (Wow that sounded like a commercial for Disney World except D*C has Storm Troopers instead of the 7 dwarfs, eat your heart out, Snow White.) This convention is not for the faint of heart, nor those of weak endurance it is a whirl wind of ongoing fun and excitement which my wife and I will be knee deep in, well my knee anyways, and her hip (what can I say, she’s short). PG Pictures will be posted. This is after all, sort of a family blog, not a how-to-make-a-family blog. While ComicCon held in San Diego is put on the industry, DragonCon is put on by fans of the Sci-Fi/Fantasy/Pop Culture genre and it can be easily seen by what types of programs are represented. Besides, where else can you see 200 Storm Troopers walk down Peach Tree Avenue, except on Tatooine. By the way, does Tatooine even have a Peach Tree Avenue? Well enough plugging of this convention I need to go cash my D*C spokesman check (kidding) 54 days and counting More to come later and feel free to follow us on twitter where I barely post there either or write us here at Scifipundit we love comments, even snarky ones.