This con was amazing! Me and my buddies had a blast. We drove out from Los Angeles. 15 hours of boring country side, miles and miles of rocks and deserted fields, rampant with cows, but we forged through. After smashing our carriage into a pole due to slippery gravel, we finally made it to the con. We had a blast and ended up staying until Wednesday waiting for the car to be fixed (which it never really was) and we finally drove home, barely getting back to my pad literally just hours ago. Yet I regret nothing. Met some cool people, an especially cool chick, and pounded a lot of delicious booze. Denver folks, do not be surprised if the Fist Gozinya becomes one of your permanent residents. If so, god bless Denver, cause hell's coming with me.
Fry Balls, kids.