Only of Larpies interest
Apr. 26th, 2006 04:59 pmFor the poor people on my friends list who no doubt have had quite enough of this Larpies crap, I will restrict myself to posting Larpy-relevant material in comments to this thread. At least until the wrap-up post.
Ve know nossink.... nossink
Date: 2006-04-29 08:27 pm (UTC)Please be in costume and ready to be interviewed starting at 10 AM.
Now, I know these people are fuck-ups, and I was leery of going to the interviews since the room was still TBA on the official schedule. So I called Ballard around 10:30 (he sounded like I woke him up) and he said that Mitch was at the hotel setting things up. He gave me Mitch's phone#, but I only got his voice mail. I figgered he was either interviewing (and had his cel off) or was super busy. So, despite still having a TBA room, I set off for the Renaissance Hollywood Hotel.
The valet did his best not to goggle his eyes as I pulled various pieces of monster out of the car and piled them up in front of the hotel.
I could make a really long story out of this, but the basic facts are these:
There was no one to greet me.
Joe Valenti had not yet checked in to the hotel.
The hotel staff denied knowledge of any Larpy interviews taking place in their meeting rooms.
The hotel schedule only mentioned things happening at 4PM (when specific interviews were scheduled - Zolar X, Ford Ivey, Lil Maxso... you know, the important people)
I cruised through the meeting rooms and saw nothing happening that seemed Larpy related. I hung out in the lobby and made some pissed-off and no doubt highly amusing phone calls to
Just before I headed out to reclaim the car, an enormous kilt walked into the lobby, stuffed with an enormous Larper. He said that he didn't think anything was going to happen until noon. This did not halt my leaving, since I was pretty sure that, at best, things would start getting set up at noon. Later word through the grapevine seems to indicate that I was entirely right and things are/were to possibly maybe get started sometimes after noon.
Which is just too damn bad for the Larpies. I was told to be ready and in costume at 10. I actually showed up sometime after 11. I was willing to put on the mouse peepee monster suit and badabing badaboom knock out some interviews. But not only have they pissed me off by standing me up, but I have more important things to do with my afternoon.
Next step: the pre-party, where I will do my best to force NERO to buy me enough drinks to pay for all Larpies-associated valet parking, past and future.