NanoCon Wrapup

So.

Saturday

Got up early, as Jeff, Chris and I were supposed to be judging the student game design competition at 9 AM. Cleverly, we left ourselves 45  minutes for breakfast at the diner on the way to campus. Not so cleverly, we forgot that it was pheasant season, which meant pheasant hunters wanting breakfast, and in this particular case meant a party of forty well-armed individuals storming the diner just before we got there and clamoring for their pancakes.

We, uh, ran a little late as a re...