I made a major self-discovery while attending the 64th Annual World Science Fiction Convention: I’m a big filker! At least in spirit I’m a big filker. There is some question whether one may be considered a filker without actually filking with other filkers. Which I never got around to doing at the WorldCon.
I’m a Big Filker! on 3313 2008
Something like twelve gazillion souls travel to Anaheim, Calif., every year to enter a world of wonder and walk among people clad in furry costumes and pirate regalia. That I was doing the same would have been unremarkable—had I been at Disneyland.
Saving Lt. Sulu (and making bank) on 3312 2008
A few years ago, the Movieland Wax Museum in Buena Park, California closed its doors for good. The museum’s contents were auctioned off, putting the wax crew of Star Trek Enterprise in serious danger of being dispersed to the highest bidders.
Space Grrl on 3312 2008
Espying a shapely Trekkie in a mini uniform as she took in the attractions at the WorldCon, I began discretely shooting some video of her (read: from behind) when a nearby voice said “And she’s a rocket scientist.”
Earth 2 Sci-Fi Fandom on 3312 2008
Having missed that year’s mother of all Cons — San Diego’s annual Comic-Con International — I wound up attending the much older and DIY-ier World Science Fiction Convention (held in Anaheim that year)…along with the largest group of social misfits I’d ever seen under one convention hall roof.
Girl with the Anime Ink on 197 2008
When you say someone has Japanese style tattoos, you don’t usually mean Hello Kitty — unless you’re talking about Venice, California’s Malina Huang.