FetishCon ’04: Shelly in the Spiderweb

As promised, the first round of pics from FetishCon ’04.

Shelly and I met up with a friend of ours, P, who we haven’t seen in a while. (Actually, this was a recurring theme for the weekend; I met an old friend I haven’t seen in about six years or so, and we got the opportunity to catch up, which was cool.) P was acting as DJ for the post-con party, so after things wrapped up on Saturday night, we hung out with him and met many of the people who were planning the post-con events, including Lew Rubens, who was one of the presenters and did several sessions on suspension bondage–more pics of those later. 🙂

We hung out and chilled whle they rehearsed the post-con show, which made us the only two people not connected with the show who’ve ever seen it, on account of the hurricane, which killed power to the hotel just before it was supposed to be staged. Afterward, P practiced some rope bondage on Shelly.

Anyone who’s put off by nudity or bondage probably shouldn’t click, as these pictures are SO not work-safe

Cyborgs, half-nekkid chicks, and transhumanists, oh my!

So. We’re back from DragonCon in Atlanta, the science fiction convention we were going to, then weren’t going to, and then at the last minute were going to again. We visited Atlanta while Hurricane Frances was beating up Tampa, more’s the better.

Thirty thousand science fiction geeks. The mind reels.

Shelly got Borged out and made an outfit out of saran wrap, which was great fun:

Lots of other fun photos, of zombies and faeries and cyborgs and carbon nanotubes and zensidhe getting assassinated, cut for your viewing pleasure…bandwidth-intensive and probably not work-safe.

Without further ado, Show me the half-nekkid geek chicks!

Steve, Steve, Steve…

My word, nothing good ever comes of crossing His Steveness, Mr. Steve “I’m brilliant and charming and charismatic but also kind of psycho” Jobs, does it?

IDG, which hosts MacWorld, moved MacWorld from New York to Boston this year. His Steveness doesn’t like Boston, and threatened to pull Apple out of MacWorld. IDG called his bluff…

…’cept it wasn’t a bluff. Apple pulled out of MacWorld Boston.

And so did almost every other major vendor, once everyone heard that Apple wasn’t going to be there. It was slightly surreal; there were, like, 5 people there. (By way of comparison, MacWorld San Francisco normally fills Moscone Convention Center, and the last MacWorld in Boston, in 1992, completely filled both of Boston’s convention centers.)

Here’s a pic of the exhibit floor:

That’s it. That’s the whole thing. You could cover it in ten minutes.

Fortunately, a friend of mine hooked Shelly and I up with free conference passes, else I would have been right pissed about paying money for such a dismal thing.

IDG cried “uncle” and is moving back to New York.

Pity, too–I was hoping Apple would make a formal announcement about the G5 iMac.

AHA!

All this time, I thought that maintaining multiple romantic relationships requires work, compassion, good interpersonal and problem-solving skills, negotiation… Apparently, all you need is:

…beer.

Firedancing on the Beach

Last night, a group of friends invited us out to Clearwater Beach to meet some friends of theirs who were planning to do some firedancing. The evening was nothing short of perfect, so we ended up hanging out with them at the beach for several hours.

One of the disappointments of last year’s trip to San Francisco was that Shelly and I were unable to go out with altenra to see some firedancing in San Francisco; it’s stunningly beautiful to watch.