THURSDAY

 

 

 

 

 

We’d been up sewing till midnight or later the night before, but I got up at six to go to work.  Somehow managed to stay awake all day (audiofanfic helped a lot) and picked Annie up on the way home from work.  I still wasn’t packed, so we had to head back to my house and run around like chickens with our heads cut off for a while.  Annie became chief CD-burner and picked out some good driving music while I tried to find my birth certificate.  We finally got on the road at 6:30 and drove six hours to Buffalo.  We checked into the Howard Johnson and collapsed. 

 

 

FRIDAY

 

We were up again at 7:30 and on the road once more by 8.  Annie did most of the driving this morning as I was a little zonked from driving the night before.  It was ridiculously easy to get into Canada; no one even asked to see our IDs.  “Where are you going?”  Montreal.”  “Where are you from?”  Ohio.”  “Have a good time.”  I guess terrorists don’t come from the Midwest 

 

The Delta Centre-Ville, with a bunch of con goers outside

 

Kaylle and Annie’s hotel room.

 

Traffic into Montreal was a pain, but we finally got to the hotel around 3.  It took us another ten minutes to figure out how to get *into* the hotel, thanks to a number of one way streets, but at last we got checked in and parked and settled in our room.  We went back downstairs to registration and got checked in there too.  There was a sign-up sheet for the Blue Mug-a-Guest at the registration table, and it was full, which was a little disappointing; it felt like we’d just driven *forever* and we were being excluded from things for getting there three hours too late.  (It turned out later that signing up wasn’t required, and we got to go anyway, so I was happy about that).

 

We wandered through the dealer’s room and art show, which was suffering from some power difficulties at the moment.  I made a mental note to come back and buy one of the Demona T-shirts and a G2004 pin, which I never got around to doing.   All the artwork was really well-done, by turns amazing and hysterical, and I was sorely tempted to buy a few things, but I resisted.  (The one that stands out in my mind the most was the Phoenix Gate piece that was used as the cover for the anthology.  That was just beautiful.  I also remember being impressed of a shot of Elisa and Goliath overlying the NYC skyline.  I’m sorry I don’t remember whose piece this was!)

 

Most of the con-goers in the vicinity seemed absorbed in conversations and activities, and we were feeling shy, so we went out into Montreal to find food.  We found a Subway a few blocks away and got some sandwiches, then raced back to the hotel just in time for the Opening Ceremonies. 

 

It was a little bit of a shock to see so many fans together in one place, so many people who loved this show as much as I did and wouldn’t think I was weird if I talked about it for hours on end.  I was surprised by how candid Greg Weisman was; despite having pored over the Ask Greg archives and reading Gathering journals from years past, I hadn’t realized just how much Greg was “one of the fans,” so to speak.  He wasn’t the aloof guest of honor; he was just as excited to be here as we were. 

 

I was also surprised by how many other con virgins were in attendance.  I’ve been a fan of the show since early in the second season and just hadn’t been able to make it to a convention, but a lot of the people I talked to were relative newcomers to the fold.  It thrills me that we’re still attracting new fans, ten years later. 

 

It was great to hear about the DVD (and the Powerpoint slide show on paper cracked me up!).  Even though I know it’s a long shot, I would really love for Disney to take note of us and bring the show back on the air.  The fact that they wanted footage of the Gathering seems like an awfully good sign, but I’m not in the television business so I really don’t know. 

 

There was also a tape of greetings from Keith David, Frank Paur, Ed Asner, Bob Fein, and numerous other production staff.  Keith slipped into the Goliath voice a few times, prompting a rash of delighted giggles through the crowd.  Even though I *knew* he was coming to the Gathering (he wasn’t there yet, he’d been delayed), even though I *knew* plenty of people had met him before and probably weren’t as impressed by this anymore, it was suddenly incredibly cool to hear that familiar voice…  Ed also seemed really pleased to be on the tape; he didn’t slip into the Scottish brogue, but he talked with such a quiet dignity that it was easy to “see” him as Hudson (despite referring to his character as “the old geezer”).

 

After that Greg played the pitches for Gargoyles and for Dark Ages, The New Olympians, and Bad Guys.  After years of hearing about them, I was excited to finally see the fabled videos.  (I groaned a little when Terry was introduced as an MIT graduate--“Why do they always go to MIT?”-- but Greg later explained that was sort of an inside joke, as a relative of his was an MIT grad who’d studied English.)  Watching the pitches and listening to Greg talk about the plans he’d had, I could see it all in my head, the way it could have been expanded into a multilayered universe like the ones Marvel and DC have.  For the first time I understood the scope of the project and I was stunned by it.  

 

We also heard the voice track for the planned Team Atlantis episode Greg had sneaked Gargoyles into.  Having seen Atlantis only once, several years ago, I didn’t remember most of the characters very well, but the Gargoyle subtext was intriguing and all of the voice actors did a great job.  I do love Sheena Easton as the female Huntress, both Fiona and Robyn. 

 

After the ceremonies, we stayed for the Mystery Gargoyles Theater 3000, which was a lot of fun.  Annie and I met Alan and Carolyn there, who were also con virgins, and had a lot of fun just laughing and joking through the episodes.  I was really surprised to realize they’d never seen the show in its original run; they had just downloaded a handful of episodes off the internet and liked them enough to look for the rest.  It’s awesome that we’re still bringing in new blood, and even more awesome that they came to the Gathering. 

 

After MGT3K was over, Annie and I went upstairs and ended up taking a quick nap before the Blue Mug.  We’d set the alarm for shortly before eleven and, amid many grumbles, we got up and went to the con suite.  It was pretty packed, but we found some seats on the floor by the coffee table and ended up being at Greg’s feet.  The room got even more crowded before we got started, but I don’t think we turned anyone away completely.  The questions ended up being fairly tame, compared to what I guess has been covered in previous years, but I’ve heard that attributed to Thom’s absence.  I enjoyed it anyway; it was very cool listening to Greg just talking about the show, something he obviously loves very much.  I asked a few questions, although I don’t remember now what they were.  Most of the conversation focused on the upcoming DVD and what-ifs about bringing the show back on the air.  The conversation broke up at about 2 am and we all stumbled gratefully back to bed. 

 

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