Well, another Wonderfest has wrapped up. I always struggle to write down how much this weekend with friends means to me, and I always struggle a little bit in finding adequate words. This year was special. Heck, every year is special, but this year was the one where I got to finally meet some long time web friends in the real world, and some new ones simultaneously. We all share a similar passion, and amazingly, we all got along as if we had been hanging out for years. That is a rare and wonderful thing.
The drive down was done solo, since I had made a special rig for the Blade Runner blimp that I was exhibiting (look for the photo gallery on the blimp in the coming days). I always show up on Thursday evening, so that I can get my bearings and hit Friday morning fresh and energized. I also had been tasked with curating the Maschinen Krieger exhibit for the show, which I think was a great success, and helped raise the awareness level of MaK to an audience that either had never heard of it before, or who knew it in passing. I’d like to personally thank the following people for making this past weekend especially memorable: Kirk, for investing time and money in the MaK and Walter products that were sold at his vendors table. Futch, for being a great roomie, and gobs of fun. Bryan, for being exactly how I thought he’d be – cool, humble, and easy going, while simultaneously just killing it with talent. Arno, for diving in with so many wonderful builds, which really added to the scope of the displays. Jay, for the wonderful conversation and stories, and somehow keeping your girl entertained while we talked about nerd stuff. Rob, for being the perfect WF buddy – it would not be the same if I didn’t see him every year. Dr. Tak, for being crazy-generous with all of the fabulous cash and prizes, hehe. Boyd, for the tremendous effort in STILL attending after his car literally died along the way to Kentucky – they bought a new car, and made it in by midnight, and he was all smiles all weekend long – THAT is dedication I am in awe of. George, Clint, and everyone I see every year – you guys are most of the reason I make sure I attend. Quincy, my ‘ol WF buddy and ace sherpa when it comes to where to go in Louisville – you scored TWO bottles of Pappy Van Winkle for me, and acted like it was no trouble at all – thank you again. Rick, for lugging the ANH Star Destroyer to the show, talking shop, and being a cool cucumber in a sea of questions. Joe, for being so generous with the Star Wars stuff, and being so nice, even when we’re all pretty tired at the end…. We ate a lot of BBQ. We ate a lot of steak. We drank a lot of bourbon and beer, and we stood until we ached.
I drove home at the crack-of-ass on Monday, and I’m still recovering – it was ALL worth it.
See you crazy fuckers next year!!