So, after a couple of days of recovery, the story can be told. This was, in a lot of ways, the best Dragon*Con we’ve ever had. The energy from the audience at our shows was great, we *played* great, we had a lot of fun, and the fans (we have fans!) really supported us throughout the weekend.

All told, the whole Blibbering Humdinger crew had a great time, thanks especially to the folks running the D*C Filk Track (Robby, Amber, Pat, Walt, Grace, and all the people I’m surely forgetting) for taking such great care of us, even when one of us lost a badge, however, temporarily, on Saturday evening. Thanks also to the great performers we got to share the stage with, including Mikey, Metricula, Sooj, Gray, Nick, Tom, Marc and Andrew, The Doubleclicks, the guys from Foot Pound Force, Grace and Braxton and Sarah from Valentine Wolfe, who had to drop out at the last minute for personal reasons, but whose absence (and presence) was felt the entire weekend by all of us – love you guys.

…plus all the people I forgot. Of which I’m sure there are a ton.

Dragoncon itself is a huge, weird, and overwhelming experience, as always, though after three years, I’m starting to figure my way around; I know where most of the major stuff is, I don’t get completely lost through the hotels and the habitrails connecting them. I can weave around giant costumes and impromptu photo shoots with the best of them, can tell you where all the bathrooms are, and haul gear up eleven flights of stairs while barely breaking a sweat…barely.

we had a great merching location this year, right on the main thorofare through the Marriott (this probably helped a lot with making the con particularly successful this year), so we got to talk to a lot of the fans, get ourselves out in front of a lot of people walking by. Also, we got to partake in a lot of entertaining people watching; the costumes at this event are amazing; I didn’t get many pictures this year, though I highly recommend poking around the googles to get a look at some of them. Neat stuff.

I also had more celebrity encounters than usual this year, including minor run-ins with Charlie “Daredevil” Cox, Eliza “swoon” Dushku (who’s oh so pretty, but not as pretty as Charlie Cox), Sean Maher, and got a dirty look from Judge Reinhold as he almost bumped into me in the hallway. Perhaps the coolest bit was having Jonathan Coulton and Paul and Storm amble by our table on their way to some important VIP musician function while we were testing out our little PA for our Sunday night “Wrenegade Wrock Show”, and seeing them bob their heads appreciatively while we ripped through a very well-sorted version of “Hermione’s Beaded Bag”. Oh yeah.

Also was the usual general silliness and shenanigans we all get up to – I was mistaken for Mikey Mason at least once, was present at the creation of yet another Dragon*Con “composed at the merch table” tune (last year’s was “Waiting to Wait in Line”), the soon to be viral hit “A Hufflepuff Knocked My House Elf Up”, and was witness to some vaguely unsettling discussion of Doozer Cosplay involving very tiny hats. Also, thanks to my t-shirt on Friday, I seem to be, now-and-forever, famously known as “The World’s Okayest Bassist” (I even got asked to sign some autographs that way) at Dragon*Con; a title I’m perfectly okay with…

yeah, it was cool.