DRESSED TO THRILL
Invited down by my publishers House
of Gord for this event, we transferred from the Excalibur to the Amerisuites,
which was much further from the strip and was quieter. It had a fridge and
microwave and other amenities and useful solutions to modern living that were
absent at the Excalibur, but after the glitz and fervor of the Excalibur it
seemed almost a little tooooo quiet. No slot machines anywhere. Creepy.
Here’s a view of it.
Nipping across the road to the Hard
Rock Casino we found tons of cool memorabilia and some Sid Vicious machines!
And as Otto says in the Simpsons
‘those guitars that are like...double guitars?’
Fortunately the places that are far
from the strip lay on a complimentary shuttle which we exploited to take us two
doors down to the convention. (Also to the local Subway across the street,
whose greenery and goodness was a lifesaver. After nothing but steak for
several days I had a whole cow lodged in my intestines. I didn’t fart, I anally
moo-ed).
At the convention I got to help man
the stand and sign the odd book as well as check all the neat products
elsewhere. All still available on line and by post.
Leidermiester was there, and here’s
us with Gwendoline.
During the events I got to be the
lucky bloke who took another of Team Gord around the convention. So here’s Rose
and me. The full array of dozens of pix are at the Gord site.
She also makes the best catsuits,
which you can view and purchase via
Erin sought spiritual advice from
Steven Diet Goode
A collection of people from the
Versatile Fashion show. We have pictures of the show, but because you had to
pay an extra fee to be able to go to the banquet beforehand and thus get a
table, we were lumbered right at the back and had a kinda poor view.
And me with the beeeeg cow from the
show after they left behind to go get changed.
A very big chili I found after a
really nice man from the Austin Texas Leather Association gave me a cool badge.
After appearing in Persephone’s show, our
friend Danielle wanted to do the Las Vegas gambling thing. So we went over to the
Hard Rock which had been totally deserted during the day and found it utterly
packed with people. With me and Erin as a schoolgirl and Danielle like this...
The tables there are for the big
gamblers, so we played the slots, got lustful stares from the blokes and evil
glares from the birds (I shit you not that someone actually said to me as I
passed by "Yeah! Wouldn’t mind gettin’ me some of that!" whereupon
his mate explained "Dude! It’s a GUY!"
It was also probably partly inspired
by spontaneous schoolgirl frenzy because Britney Spear’s schoolgirl outfit was on
display before the main doors next to Shania’s leopard print thing.
But Sid Vicious became our icon for
the trip because whenever we put money in, he paid out big time, single
handedly making us back almost everything we’d spent.