The Matrix is a tiny SUV-like vehicle; to my mind, it is mostly distinguished by the instrument panel, which features illuminated red gauges, a color which is nearly invisible if one is wearing sunglasses, as I was. But I made it to work anyway, fighting off the temptation to stop by the Convention Center and pick up our Worldcon registration packets.
I’m glad I went to the office instead of trying to work at the car dealer’s; I got stuff done. But I left a bit early so I could pick up the car…oh, and go to the Worldcon and register.
Light Rail is being destructed just south of downtown, so they’re running with only one track for part of the distance; that slowed down the trip considerably, but I made it, and then left quickly. On the way back to the car, I started reading the pocket program, discovering many panels I’d like to see, such as:
- How to Lie with Statistics: The Continuing Story — This is a self-defense class.
- Star Trek Jeopardy! — Watch out for the Stardate Doubles!
- Creating Alien Languages: A Workshop
- The Martha Stewart Slanshack — How does one store one’s books, DVDs, etc., when they exceed the contents of some libraries and video stores, anyway? And make it look absolutely fabulous in the bargain?
- Astronomy as a Hobby When You have a Day Job — Can you call in sick with a case of the Perseids?
- And many more…
Not all of the panels are winners, but there are enough which are that I’m giving serious thought to taking tomorrow off (after my 8am phonecall, anyway) and going to the con. There’s supposed to be wireless access there, so I could still keep up with my e-mail….
And to think I nearly didn’t register.