YAOI CON 2002
For starters....
Y-con..... WOW. Kirsten/Jink and I have
decided to write our review together. I
know, there is little we do not do together, even being on the rag. Btw, I think Yaoi con 2002 should be renamed,
Rag Con 2002. God damn! The eggs were
flying left and right!
Jink/Kirsten:
Everyone made me feel like sunshine jelly!!!
Mink/Winnie: Hmm.
Our story begins
last week, Kirsten came in early for some pre-con hang out time. I needs my Jink time. The bitch even came home with me! YAY! She leaves on Saturday. *sad mews*
Jink: I can't
leave! She's got free pork!
Mink: Hmm.
Anywayz, our story starts last week. We quickly fled into Boystown's
Gaymart (Gay Chicago) to buy gifts for all of
Kirsten/Daddy's bitches and those I call friends. A dog tag stating 'Uncut' for Tammylee, another stating 'Top' for Olga/Urdsama, art
postcards for the masses, a vibrator disguised as a tube of lipstick for Tpod
(for the woman on the go), cock shaped drink cups (that glow in the dark!) for
CanWolf/Brian & Pam/PL Nunn, and a lot of other shit for da gals. Had a few drinks, waited for Emily
(EmilyLives) she got lost and said fuck you guys I am going home via cell
phone.
Kirsten: We do not
take no for an answer!
Emily cabbed it
over and we giggled over Tappas. Fun fun. Slept sweet con
angst dreams.
(DidIpackmytamponswherearetheticketsshouldwetakethetrainoracabismyalarmsethowtheFUCKAMIGOINGTOGETHIS
FUCKINGBOXOFSHIRTSALLTHEWAYTO O'HARE)
Thursday:
We scraped our
asses out of my futon the next morning and off to the airport! Yes, I was lugging the box with ALL the
minkland t-shirts in it. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
That fucking sucked. Kirsten slept the
entire plane trip under her coat. She
looked like a hostage. I read a William
Gibson book I had read before. Did you
know he coined the term 'cyberspace'?
San Fran! Spotted Mako the
Taxi Lady right away with her purple hair.
Arrived at the hotel and saw Larissa right away.
It was right then I
figured this con was gonna be much better, we all
knew each other better, read about each other more, all that crap.
We were so excited
to see the Minkland DJ we ripped it open ....
Kirsten: With our
teeth!
...in the Umbrella
Studio hotel room and gasped in happiness.
AWESOME book. Couldn't be more happy with it.
Mink & Jink:
*make out with DJ and knock it up*
Found Emily again
who arrived earlier than us. Hanging out
in the lobby waiting to get the books Kir, goes, hey,
there's Leah and Joy.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let me tell you, I
have known them both for YEARS, like four or five but never met them. (minkland trivia
fact: leah and joy met on minkchat)
I latched onto Leah's rack and came close to tears. I fought them back! *sniff* They are both
beautiful in and out. Brian walked in,
many hugs,
Kirsten: We still
had to await the TammyLee...
Mink: uNNNNNN Tammmmmyyyyy.
Lady Douji in her blue haired spangled scarf wearing glory. I met Deb/Douji in
1995 when I met Jink/Kirsten but had never met in RL. Very cool.
Many racks were passed around in joyfulness. Between Mako
and Deb, we had a fully stocked
bar.
Mink: I rolled
around naked in Minkland DJs and shirts for a while.
Jink: I got my
period.
Mink: My pheromones
kicked your ass! *arms up*
Jink: Thanks bitch.
Mink: Don't thank
me. Thank my bizzwach of a uterus.
Pam! Her cool friend Tony (whom I tried to
convince to act gay and confused so he could score yaoi chick ass, but he only
tried it on me and I was wise to his game)! Tammy arrived! WHHEEEEE! 2980294789057 of us proceeded to go
to Mel's diner and overwhelmed the one waiter on staff. I sat with Joy, Leah, Liz and Sara (uNNNN). This would
be the start of my unabashed flirting with quite possibly the hottest piece of
ass at the con.
Mink: *reads 46 con
reports where Sara is referred to as 'Sara is HOT'*
Jink: eh.... she's
alright. *files nails*
Mink: Hmm.
Jink: *wanks to Sara's cosplay photos*
I had the Cobb
salad. It was good.
Mink: This is getting
too detailed isn't it?
Jink: *fights off Publix Cat* helpouchstopack! *tosses a raw steak to distract her*
Camille/Tsubaki
arrives! Minkland Stickers! Pam hung out
in our room. Thursday is a blur. We
drank, we giggled at DJ, we talked, we hung out with the minkland dudes. I smoked in the bathroom like I was 14 in
highschool again because everyone hated cig smoke.
Got into bed with
Kirsten. Stared at ceiling. Too wired to sleep.
Emily and Kirsten
pull Olympic sleep marathon. I think they
went 14 hours. Camille/Tsubaki and I
were impressed.
We set up the
minkland table. I felt bad when I
bypassed the 12 mile long reg line when I said
"I'm a dealer". But I admit,
it also felt cool.
Kirsten: You and
your dealer room grandeur.
Mink: Small things
make me happy. Like NOT waiting in
fucking lines.
Table looked
awesome. The brella girls left us a note
"ALL YOUR MINK ARE BELONG TO US"
I wet myself. The cold war
begins.
A note about the
brellas: LOVED them. Liz, Emily(brellanotminkland), Grace, Sonya,
Mink: *feels fuzzy*
Jink: You don't
need that comma. HEy WAIT, don't type
that! FUCK YOU!
Mink: Hmm. *drinks
more vodka*
Friday:
Mink: It was about
that afternoon Kirsten ended up in bed groaning on the rag with Deb.
Jink: I staggered
downstairs in Debs pants to see the table?
Mink: We did not see Kirsten again until Saturday
morning. I checked to see how she
was. She was laying in bed watching La
Bamba.
Jink: Hmm.
Olga, Alexis, Julie
arrives! YAYAYAYAYAY! I clung to Alexis's rack for a while. Great to see Olga! She gets prettier everytime I see her. Alexis looked great to, maybe people look
even better when you miss them. Nice to
meet Julie after everything I had heard about her. Gorgeous piece of Russian ass. As Kirsten says, very divine. I agree totally. Saw Carrie.
Saw much of Carrie's camera. (the pictures I’ve linked to are hers btw,
thanks Carrie!) For dinner we went to
the same place we had lunch which was HILIARIOUS. The people who worked there were like, damn,
yer back. I sat with Tammy and
Sara. Tammy made me wet my pants with
chat stories, and I drank a beer. Beer
is good. Duae's dad grabbed my cigarette
and did a magic trick with it. He made
it come out of my ear.
Mink: Hmmm.
Jink: *shrug*
I sat up half the
night talking with PL Nunn, Tracy, Pam, not PL Nunn (Mako's mom.) Great lady.
I am so glad she came. I sat up
smoking butts and drinking Jack Daniels with Mako's mom until
Saturday:
I walked into the
dealer room and sold 8 DJs in as many seconds.
It made me dizzy. Overall,
Minkland sales worried me because the con had slow moments but at the end, we
did so GOOD. We reached every goal we
wanted, we paid for all of the DJ costs and shirts. YAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!
I spent Saturday in
the dealers room selling our stuff, aka Minkland DJ, Minkland Shirts, Olga/JOy
DJs, Alexis/Olga DJ, prints, and Helm Aoshi stuff. Zamber, Emily and Brian stuck by the table
like troopers and pushed their art. Saw
Ro! She dwarved out.
Jink: *holds up a
sign: WE SUPPORT DWARF COCK* (maybe)
Brian's cock-licous
sketches drew much attention. Zamber's
Magnets were a hit. We sold out of
minkland yaoi baby doll t-shirts by Sunday, and our DJ went great! WE DID IT EVAN! I cannot wait until Evan gets back into town,
everyone LOVED his/Olgas shirt design.
Jink: I modeled
kimonos with Duae for the fashion show.
The lady said I was short even for a Jap.
Mink: Damn.
We attended Minkland
the gathering, graciously alloted by TPod on the con schedule. I thought it was
going to consist of me and Kirsten but mad people showed up. I should mention
that I am proud to say I did not attend one single panel or yaoi function. LOL
(besides the minkland gathering thing. I
was in it for my friends and to sell DJs man!)
Met T-kitty, Nova,
Connie, Brenna, ScooterX, the Brella Gals, Leah, Joy and Sara showed up for the
mad picture taking. If I had known so many
people were actually going to be there I would have had something cool to say
or perhaps a cheese platter.
I began my
negotiations with Zamber for her shoes.
Her cool bad ass chunk platforms for my equally fab baby doll
platforms..... I revived the barter and
trade system! *arms up!* I later also traded a Minkland shirt to the
lead singer of Secret Secret, (the J-pop band that
played the con) for one of theirs. I
walked away with Tsubaki/Camilles bra for nuthin! I ROCK!
I assume we ate
dinner. I also assume we drank a lot
again. Everyone got into their corsets
and went to the dance. Heather/Chal looked mad hot!
EmilyBrella gave new meaning to the term
'heaving bosom'. They tried to convince
me to go to this.....dance..... but Tammy and I faked them out in the elevator
and fled back upstairs to the warm haven which is vodka and fen free.
BTW, TracyPod looked like an 18 year old piece of ass in her pig
tails and hot topic vinyl.
Mink: God DAMN!
Jink: We found her
at the dance bopping to Totoro like a Britney
motherfucker.
Sunday:
After making wild
declarations of getting up at 7:30AM and getting food and being at the table at
crack of dawn, Emily, Zamber and I all are awoken at 10AM (dealer room opened at
10am) by Alexis who stormed in demanding the cash box. Oops!
Slow day, but we
did well. Still looking for RoninBrat/Ella who dropped off a wedding present for Evan
& Adam while I was not at the table.
Never did see her. Broke down
table, counted money, rolled in money, took pictures of money, took pictures of
Mako covering her boobs in money, etc.....
28974683758356 of
us then loaded into cabs and headed for the Stinking Rose. Olga, Joy, Leah and
me all stuffed ourselves into the back of a cab. Finally!
I was under Leah! It was a garlic
themed food joint. It took me a while to
figure out why they had vampire shit all over the place. Get it??!!!! Garlic??!! Vampires???!
Mink: Blah! BLAH!
=[
Tammy ate a bunny
rabbit. I had a poke chop. I had never ordered a poke chop before. I hailed a crapload
of cabs and we went back to the hotel and proceeded to get wasted. Liz drew on all of us. We talked about forensics, masturbation, art
books, and whatnot. It was a great
night, much love was shared. Total
slumber party. But sad. It was the last night we were all going to
hang out together. The con is too
short!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAHHHHH.
Much bonding. Some of it TMI for a public con report. BUT, I did walk down in the fog to the water
and touched the Pacific Ocean for the first time, and listened to the fog horns
by a pier. That was surreally
wonderful. Company included. ; )
After 20 minutes of
sleep, I was ready to check out! (Jink
packed my shit and told me ten minutes before check out to wake the fuck
up) I bid many adieus in the lobby. I was unshowered
and I think I was still drunk. I am
pretty sure I looked like warmed over ass but Julie politely just said
"Hmm, you look TIRED."
Alexis asked me if
I was hung over. I think to be hung over
you have to have had actual sleep first.
Saw Tracy struggling out the door.
She asked Susan if they were going to be traveling on any curvy roads. Monday was a pukey
morning. But in that bitter sweet nice pukey way.
Jink: Word.
We went off to the
Andrews hotel and spent the rest of the week doing the tourist thang with Mako....... smoked
cigs on the roof in the middle of the night in downtown San Fran, had many
public bus adventures, walked across the Golden Gate bridge (which ironically
is themed in the William Gibson book I'm reading, in the future the entire
bridge is converted into a shanty town, and people live on and in it), we went
through some weird underground tunnel and saw some homeless dudes broken CD
collage...
Mink: And smelled
homeless urine.
Jink: *panic*
... we ate crabby
things, we took a boat around the bay.........
Jink: We saw
Alcatraz.
Mink: Creeeeeeeeeeeeeepy.
..........we ate
and ate and ate and ate.......
Mink: *explodes*
Jink: *keeps
eating*
................And
in CONCLUSION...........
We had a kick ass
time. We sat in the airport on the way
home and we have already lined up who and what we want in the DJ for next
year. Now that we kinda
know what we are doing, it is much more exciting....
Jink: ....and less,
EEKKK!BLOODYFUCKWHATTHE FUCKAREWEDOING!!HELLLPPPPP!
Mink: Word.
Can't wait to get
the internet sales up so everyone who didn't do the con can get a chance to get
the DJ, Stickers, shirts and stuff.
Evan/Adam
note: We toasted to you and talked
about you muchly.
Wish you could have been there, but you were there in spirit. And, in our pants.
Mary note: Jink: I
wandered into the video room just while they were playing your Blue video and I
squealed like a fan girl and jumped up and down in the back! MARY REPRESENTS!!!!!
Until next year
dudes....
~Mink & Jink
*SMOOCH*
