Kitacon, Final Moments – Joel
Well, my Kitacon very nearly ended in a whimper, rather than the bang it deserved. During the day I began suffering with exhaustion and dehydration, and ended up leaving the Professor Elemental/Mr. B gig, combining my evening with sleep and water before emerging again at half midnight to find Tim getting a game of Cards Against Humanity together. I ended up finishing my convention experience dizzy, tired and sick but far more content at three in the morning. That’s the Kitacon spirit! Party until you drop, but stop somewhere short of medical attention.
On the subject of the Professor and partner in gentlemanliness Mr. B delivered not only a fantastic performance on stage, but their dinner date at the panel entitled “My Favourite Nemesis” was simply wonderful. It was somehow made more glorious by the intimacy of the moment, watching them share conversation over a meal made for a more personal tone, and it sounds like one that Kita are keen to replicate next year, although perhaps only as a VIP event. After all, it’s not a personal experience if everyone’s invited.
Continuing with my current theme of recounting my Sunday experience in reverse, Elemental arrived at about 11:30, and trailing his bags behind him launched straight into his panel “Becoming Fictional” like an absolute champion. The panel itself was a look into using a stage persona or nom de plume to convert insecurity into a suit of metaphorical armour that you can use to approach the world anew and find a more fulfilling lifestyle. It’s a journey I’ve taken myself not so long ago, so there was a lot I could relate to, as well as a fantastic story about the Professor saving the life of the man behind the pith, Paul Alborough, from a group of muggers.
Where Tim attempted to save money this year, I instead splashed out and stayed at the Hilton. While the Holiday Inn was pleasant enough last year, the effort of walking into the convention every day rather cramped the experience. And the very simple fact is that despite the expense of staying in the Hilton it was a far more pleasurable time, a better bed, a nicer room, a far superior choice at breakfast.
It is currently midnight on Monday, I’m home, I’m sore, I’m tired, and I’m really, really sore, did I mention that? I am off to bed. For a more in depth look at this years Kitacon, you can either read Tim’s story, our previous posts on this year’s event, or join me on Thursday for my gallery (such as it is) and a run down of announcements made at the end of this years convention.