I'm awake now. It took me a few days to recover from the festivities last weekend. It's amazing what a handful of Advil and 14 hours of sleep can do. I needed it though. I didn't get back to my hotel room until at least 3AM to 7AM from Friday through Sunday night. I got plenty of good networking done. Some know the holiday as Labor Day Weekend. Nerds like myself count down all year to the same date so we can return to our mecca in the South East known as Dragon*Con.
Leading up to this year's freak fiesta, I had been negotiating with Dragon*Con management since last April. I received a call from Mr. Eric Watts, Trek Track Director for Dragon*Con, during my lunch break at work. I was pleased to hear him tell me that since last year's Trek party I DJed was a big hit. (Yeah, I already knew that. I was there. But every now and again, it's nice to get that kind of validation.) Eric went on to ask if I wanted to DJ again for the Klingon Disco and the Party at Ten Forward. This year would be nothing out of the ordinary - sponsorship by Outworlders and will double as Dragon*Con's Rainbow Flag Party for the geek LGBT community (translation: my mix needs to be a bit girlier than usual with more 80s / 90s flavor). Naturally, I accepted the invitation without a second thought. I love convention crowds, and have had a good amount of experience spinning at gay clubs.
As an unexpected turn to my evening yesterday, I had Dirty Mike fork over some tickets to see Gnarls Barkley at The Tabernacle here for their final US homecoming tour date in Atlanta.
Dirty Mike showing us tickets to a concert he will never see.
My partner in crime, Drifter (the Val Kilmer look-alike shown proudly posing with the free tickets we scored) and I arrived to the venue as the opening act was finishing their set. As to be expected, it was a packed house, standing room only. The crowd was a very cool and broad hodge-podge of different ages and demographics. As soon as the enormous Gnarls Barkley banner dropped from the ceiling to provide the backdrop for the band, the whole place cheered wildly.
Last Saturday turned out way better than I had planned. Possibly TOO well.
The weekend began with the usual lack of sleep from Thursday transferring to an early work day Friday morning. (I got sick while I was at work, which had me clocking out @ 3am in between trips to the men's room. Then I got 2 hours sleep and clocked in at 6am. (Fun.) Impatiently I waded through the work day sleepy as hell.