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The last costume I had ready was Kimura-Sensei from "Azumanga Daioh." Victoria went as my beloved Osaka. Our panel that earned us our AM badges dealt with convention memories. Eh, after going to cons for a while, there has to be some way to make and hold some good memories from them.
Our panel room was not open come 10AM. Nor was the gaming room. Some bugger with the toadstool shaped mask from Kingdom Hearts was being a bit annoying so early in the morning. John got the room open for us and we quickly set up our panel area. A bit of free candy, a couple photo albums, some business contact cards, and my old as hell laptop showing clips of the recent AM and previous con videos. Would we actually have to speak about convention memories?
Fortunately, no. Our panel became more of a table gathering and I was not complaining. People came over to flip through albums, sample the candy, and got a chuckle from what videos were playable on my computer. Once our time was up, we packed up and left.
Karisu was holding a crossplay fashion show. Vic wanted to participate and got into my Kimura costume. I just put on the most convenient costume that was in the vicinity. Strange how most of the people photographing the crossplay fashon show have no pictures of Kimura and the schoolgirl. Actually, that's good.
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As the con died down, we said our good-byes to whoever we knew.
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Some flossing action from Sean.
We raided the dealer room and our hotel room again for last minute stuff. Victoria and I made one last raid to see if Karisu and family were still present. They were and they needed help packing their car for the trip home. We helped them and took care of the chibiko for a bit. Once everything looked finished and accounted for, the six of us marched over to the mall for a final meal before heading home. The green tea ice cream turned out to be something that wasn't green tea ice cream. Osaka had her usual trouble with disposable chopsticks.
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It took an hour to drive back to Victoria's house. I was semi-conscious through most of the drive. Talks of attending church turned out moot for Vic and I. We started reorganizing our stuff to reduce the baggage load while watching the sequel to the Italian movie. Her parents returned from church bearing Filipino food for dinner. Mami-King tastes like Mi.
The drive to the airport was quick. Check-in was quick. Secruity check was quick. The flight was delayed. And the flight was already at a late time as it was. Oh, well, nothing more I could do except wait. We got on the plane eventually. I stole the in-flight magazines and got to taste a virgin Bloody Mary for the first time. I may have to try the real deal.
The plane touched down in Oakland. Baggage claim was slow. The bus to BART was quick. BART to Daly City allowed me to get some needed sleep. Eileen and Janelle delivered us to SFSU amid some deafening music. Since I was ordered to go home on Sunday, I ended up driving an additional hour to get home at 1AM. And so ends AM for me.
