Another cold winter morning, in the time before the light. In the flames of death's eternal reign I rise towards the fight...(that's enough DragonForce)
Save for good old Hood, the snow barely tickled the valley so far this year. I think for some people the wait for K con is like a boomerang, waiting and planning for it to come back around again. Others who also venture to Sakuracon, it's like shuttling between two planets, occasionally drifting through long gaps of space between to-do lists. And for some others that go to a con almost any time of the year, it may feel more like hopping around a circle of lily pads.
Just a few random thoughts escaping my mind.