Since I taught a class on Tact and Diplomacy and yadda yadda and talked about shit like “gracious communication†and using “I feel†and “I think†statements, I sure as hell better practice what I preach.
Or at least give it my best fucking shot.
I was proud that, despite the occasional disappointment, fleeting moment of excruciating discomfort, and shrieking cliffs of self-doubt, I did manage to get through a 3 day event without a total nervous breakdown.
Win!
LOTS of that was due to the kick ass Twitterfolk with whim I met up at the event. I’d met a few of them last month in NY, and hooked up with even more Tweeterz at the Dark Odyssey. I can’t say enough about the benefit of having online friends with whom you can meet-up at these events.
The smoothness of the weekend is also due to the stellar job of organizing executed by the Dark Odyssey team.
I have been to a few perv conventions. And for an event of this scope to have had no major issues, for the attitude to be smooth and relaxed, for there to be so many presenters and so many guests, and for the small fires that did come up to have been resolved with such grace is stunning.
To the faces of Dark Odyssey, Tristan, Colten, Karri and Greg, I say
Holy fucking shit y’all kicked ALL kinds of ass!!
And a thanks to the dozens of volunteers who gave of themselves and their time. You rocked the mike.
Gallery Carre
