January 2000 Pasadena Convention
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Below are some links to pictures and excepts from the Merwolfpack mailing list describing the goings on at the 2000 Pasadena Convention. If you're interested on learning what a MissyCon is like....read on and be amazed!!

From pup Carla:

Alrighty. The faiths were with me during this con. No earth quakes. That was a relief. Of course they had one last trick in their sleeve before I actually arrived by breaking down the train just three miles away from my hometown train station, after we had to wait an hour to be pulled away again in the opposite direction... But I can live with that.

A con report with a Dutch view.

Since it was my first one ever, you can say I earned my con toaster oven. About the con itself, I can only say I was glad I just bought the GA tickets. See, that's the Dutch view. Sitting in the white seats was a comfortable as in the golden and perhaps you even had a better view at the stage, because there were always plenty of isle seats available.

About the con itself I can be short. I don't think they showed very much exciting, although the special effects and the showing of Lyre, lyre were high lights for me. In my humble opinion I think it really is sad that the cabarets were separated from the convention. You know, all those people spend tons of money to just get to Pasadena, the hotel and the tickets to get into the center. And really, if you be honest, you don't get for what you have paid for. So like creative 'tax collectors' they want you to spend even more money to see the stars really in action. Why not make a big production at the end of the convention for every body to see.? It would not only have given Hercules the farewell he deserved, but also it would have stimulated people to come back next year. It is a proven fact that the last part of a show or a game always stick with you.

Also it would have been a reward for all those people who came down to Pasadena, patiently waited hours in lines to get autographs or even to buy pictures.

Thank the Gods we had the pup dinner as a good bye to the convention. A last chance to meet the persons you know so well by name, but who you never have seen in person. I thought that in a way was very funny. Why? Because involuntary you make mental pictures about the pups and monsters you play with on the lists. And boy...did my mind fail. That's is probably why I had a very low score in the baby contest - nice board Dina !- as well. Being among the pups and monsters in one - or is it two? - word is over whelming. So many cute badges to read, so many (even more cute) people to meet. The next time will be, I suspect - but I fear I might be wrong -, a little bit easier to mangle around.

The night activities were eh interesting. Not only the dinner in a brewery where Guinness and Heineken were out, and where even the clamps tended to taste like chicken - the company was great though and that was all what mattered - I was lucky to spend a great deal of the night in a car with some of the most notorious (eg) people I ever met. From this day forward I can only go down the hill, spending so much times on the Hills of Pasadena, although some people preferred the Georgian mountains over the Californian hills. And I think they had a point.

The worse nightmare during the con was the moment Missy threatened to kill off Dori!!! Arrrgggghhh. Luckily the coming out of the graphical pup who created these awesome Dar and Kerry stickers, hey you should post them for the other pups to see.., prevented that in the very last second.

Last but not least in the long shot I want to thank every organizing pup for their great efforts to make this con so memorable. And of course Linnea, the Boeing person :), for putting up with me and my nightly coughing and sneezing in her room.

Some lessons from Skip:

I know everybody is probably pretty tired of con reports, so this isn't one. 
It is just a few of the things I learned or observed while attending the
Pasadena Pupcon.

1.  Straight guys should not attend Xena conventions trying to pick up chicks.

2.  But there is never a line in the Men's Room at a Xena convention.

3.  When you hear someone say, "Well, Creation can't screw this conventions
up as badly as they did [fill in the blank]" do not bet on the truth to this
statement.

4.  They do not really have "Lesbian Restaurants" in Pasadena.  It was really
a Lebanese restaurant.

5.  Never go bowling with Llach.

5a.  Never go bowling with Llach because she thinks it is a contact sport.

5b.  Never go bowling with Llach because of her overhand lob.

6.  There is a number 6.  Pups have to be the best people in the universe.

7.  I will never, ever, to the end of time, eat a Twinky again.  Do not ask.

8.  The best way to watch an episode of X:WP is in an auditorium with 2000
other insane Xenites. Even when you can't understand the dialog due to
audience laughter, it is still a real trip.

9.  Kiwi actors really, really drink a lot.  Really.  I am not making this up.

10.  Whenever you have a chance to meet with pups in real life, just do it.

A Northern White Grrl's Con Report - By Nic

Like most of the previous reports I have seen, mine will be light on actual
creation con news cause frankly they suck<g>. Mt con trials and tribulations
started with my flight to LA. After almost not having my plane take off
because of a blizzard and numerous canoe, rickshaw and dogsled trips later I
arrived in LA where Den pup Shaz and her pup widow Tilz were waiting.

After not losing the car this time<g> we attacked the LA freeways. Let's
just say that Shaz's driving was quite the experience and leave it at
that<bg>. I successfully checked into my hotel then went off to have diner
with Shaz, Tilz, Lil'Zon, Laur and her lovely assistant Ste.

After diner it was time to head over to the TS party with my lovely date for
the evening Lil'Zon. I have discovered that bowling and free drinks do not
mix well<bg>. The party was a fabulously good time; big thanks go out to DVP
for throwing one heck of a bash. My feather boa and me had a great time!

Saturday came way to early, but I couldn't miss the bard's brunch where our
very own, Missy, Llachlan and Folly were in attendance. It was great to see
what a lot of the bards looked like, but I must say that the highlight of
the event was getting to sit on Folly's lap. It was an experience like no
other <vbg>.

Next was the con….*yawn*…oh sorry, but it sucked. Vicki Pratt and Gina
Torres looked mighty fine, but that was about it for highlights.

Saturday night a bunch of pups hit a restaurant that was out of food. I may
be a little slow but I think this is important. I won't even mention the
trauma suffered when we learned they were out of Guinness!

Next up the hunt for a gay bar in Pasadena! Being the geeks that we are we
checked the net for local establishments, which apparently were not updated
that often<g>. We got the address of an appropriate place and piled into
Laur and Ste's Go There Car. Laur gave directions through Erin's Georgian
mountains<bg>. Unfortunately out "gay bar" was now an Iranian sports bar.
For some reason a group of lesbians stood out in this crowd, even without
Erin and her cowgirl hat<g>.

It was then my turn to give direction through the Georgian mountains after
Vic's (the view is fabulous BTW<bg>). We eventually arrived at our bar for
the evening. The drinks were strong, the salsa hot and the women were
HOTTER!! <bg> I'm still trying to figure out how Erin got a gay male
bartender to buy her a drink<g>. And I think Lil'Zon is still blushing. All
I did was move my hips towards her and [CENSORED]…but the floor was
clean<g>.

Sunday started early again with an impromptu monster breakfast. I
commiserated with the Aussie pups on the proper way to hold utensils and the
benefits of multi-coloured currency! After breakfast I headed off to the Tar
pits with Llach, Missy, Gyph, Erin, T, Alias, Meleagar, and Rhiannon. The
Tar pits were surprisingly enough full of Tar<g>.

A REALLY late lunch followed at a fab Thai restaurant. This Thai virgin
thought the food was fabulous. Llach did too until she bit into a hot
pepper…not a pretty sight let me tell you<g>.

Sunday night was the pup diner. The drinks were flowing and so was my boa. I
covered my assets (so to speak) with the lovely "Dar slept here" stickers
that were made for the con. Folly and Ste helped my apply them, with Folly
thinking spanking me over her knee was the best way to accomplish this<g>.
The auction was a huge success even if us folks in the peanut gallery were
vocal in out displeasure when we didn't win<g>.

Once the hotel staff through us out of the banquet room we moved the party
over to the hotel bar. Guitar playing, dancing and a whole lot of flirting
fun was had. Once we closed the bar I returned to my hotel room and
[CENSORED]…and I'm still smiling<g>. 

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