GenCon.  GenCon GenCon GenCon. I promised myself
 I'd prepay in February.  All of the sudden its August, 
I jump into the annual "Quit Chris' Job" routine, and I'm 
scrambling for the entry fee.  I manage to find $120 in 
a bank account and get to the con with WP, Phat, and
OD-bitch.  I actually took over driving for the WP 
because he couldn't find a frickin parking garage!  We 
get to there and I, with $84, debate buying the
$40-visitor pass, or the $55 full pass.  I buy the
whole thing and by 3pm the first day of the con, I 
have $14 to my name.  I start selling stuff and get
up above $20.  We five-colored, walked the 
exhibition hall, played cards and ate cold Arby's 
sandwiches.  I brought canned food this year so I 
wouldn't have toeat $4 slices of pizza.  
   We played cards and played hackey-sack all night
finally crashed at about 5:30am.  We found a cozy 
corner of the fine Midwest Express Center and 
crashed on the carpet, without blanket.  They keep it
about 15 degrees Kelvin in there at night!  I wake up 
at about 8:30am and can't find anyone.  Just a 
note that OD-Bitch wrote that said something to the
tune of "My pass is in my pocket.  If it is really 
that important to you to see it, can you wait till 
Noon?"  This was to avoid security.  They weren't as
strict as '98.  About 9am, I run into TD and LCW spice.
I tell them my hard luck story and TD reassured me with,
"And I care because"/"Why the fuck did you sleep on the 
floor!?!?"  Then we wandered around and did jack.  I
went over to the Magic hall and set up some chairs and 
slept on and off for a few hours.  Around 
12:30, OD, TD and myself found some hallway space and
played more 5-color.  
   At about 4pm, we decide to try to get moving.  With my
poor sleep habits, poor nutrition habits and poor wallet, 
I actually feel like I've been beaten senseless at this
point.  I scramble for a hot dog to feed my literally
aching stomach.  It turns out I'm not hungry.  I don't
know this until later. 
   We all pile into TD's 'Stang and we cruise back to
Waukesha through Friday afternoon traffic.  My reasoning 
at this point is to rest at home Fri night and return 
revitalized to the con on Saturday.  I go to this girl's
house and watch movies till midnight Friday, and as she's
driving me home, I realize I have a fever.  The aching 
stomach of hunger was aching of nausea which I was 
too delirious to realize.  I sleep on it and my mom
takes my temp at noon 
Saturday.  The Verdict?: 102.8.  I held that fever
till Monday.  
That was GenCon.  Bad parking. $55. 28 hours. 
5-color. Hackey-sack.  And poor sleeping.  For me,
 GenCon fucking sucked.  I laid in bed.  But hey, 
there's always GenCon 2000!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good Luck Sports Fans
            ----The White Spice

GenCon.  GenCon GenCon GenCon. I promised myself
 I'd prepay in February.  All of the sudden its August, 
I jump into the annual "Quit Chris' Job" routine, and I'm 
scrambling for the entry fee.  I manage to find $120 in 
a bank account and get to the con with WP, Phat, and
OD-bitch.  I actually took over driving for the WP 
because he couldn't find a frickin parking garage!  We 
get to there and I, with $84, debate buying the
$40-visitor pass, or the $55 full pass.  I buy the
whole thing and by 3pm the first day of the con, I 
have $14 to my name.  I start selling stuff and get
up above $20.  We five-colored, walked the 
exhibition hall, played cards and ate cold Arby's 
sandwiches.  I brought canned food this year so I 
wouldn't have toeat $4 slices of pizza.  
   We played cards and played hackey-sack all night
finally crashed at about 5:30am.  We found a cozy 
corner of the fine Midwest Express Center and 
crashed on the carpet, without blanket.  They keep it
about 15 degrees Kelvin in there at night!  I wake up 
at about 8:30am and can't find anyone.  Just a 
note that OD-Bitch wrote that said something to the
tune of "My pass is in my pocket.  If it is really 
that important to you to see it, can you wait till 
Noon?"  This was to avoid security.  They weren't as
strict as '98.  About 9am, I run into TD and LCW spice.
I tell them my hard luck story and TD reassured me with,
"And I care because"/"Why the fuck did you sleep on the 
floor!?!?"  Then we wandered around and did jack.  I
went over to the Magic hall and set up some chairs and 
slept on and off for a few hours.  Around 
12:30, OD, TD and myself found some hallway space and
played more 5-color.  
   At about 4pm, we decide to try to get moving.  With my
poor sleep habits, poor nutrition habits and poor wallet, 
I actually feel like I've been beaten senseless at this
point.  I scramble for a hot dog to feed my literally
aching stomach.  It turns out I'm not hungry.  I don't
know this until later. 
   We all pile into TD's 'Stang and we cruise back to
Waukesha through Friday afternoon traffic.  My reasoning 
at this point is to rest at home Fri night and return 
revitalized to the con on Saturday.  I go to this girl's
house and watch movies till midnight Friday, and as she's
driving me home, I realize I have a fever.  The aching 
stomach of hunger was aching of nausea which I was 
too delirious to realize.  I sleep on it and my mom
takes my temp at noon 
Saturday.  The Verdict?: 102.8.  I held that fever
till Monday.  
That was GenCon.  Bad parking. $55. 28 hours. 
5-color. Hackey-sack.  And poor sleeping.  For me,
 GenCon fucking sucked.  I laid in bed.  But hey, 
there's always GenCon 2000!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good Luck Sports Fans
            ----The White Spice