Post-con faceplant

I drove home from St. Louis this morning through pouring rain, called in late to work en route, and took a 3 hour nap in my own wonderful bed. I am still wiped out. But holy bejeebus, the Vancouver con was amazing in how completely wonderful it was.

mercury973 and I split some pictures, because there's no such thing as too much David Hewlett.

( Hewlett. David Hewlett. )

( Charlie's Angels gone completely off-kilter. )

And now I must go home, bolt dinner, escort the Emperor to capoeira, and not pass out until at least he's gone to bed. I think I can, I think I can...