By the machinations of myself and my best man, I have arranged to go to GenCon. Not the entire convention, but at least a couple of days of it. This is entirely appropriate since my bride-to-be is headed to Vegas at the same time. Of course, as I am writing this post, the convention has already started, and I’m obsessively watching the Twitter feed from the floor, which makes me wish even more that I was already there.
Tomorrow morning I shall board a plane bound for Indianapolis and, with luck, be deep in the trenches of the dealer’s room by… 3pm maybe. Depends on how things go.
