Being a con report, of sorts, concering RadCon.
I spent the weekend at RadCon with the Child, my mother, Frank Wu,
Late Saturday night, at the Baen party, Bob Brown of RadCon presented me with this trophy:
It honors me as the pro with the largest number of programming hours, who also didn’t whine about it.
They’re a great bunch at RadCon. Heh. I highly recommend it if you’re within screaming distance of the Pacific Northwest.
Tired me, now, but one last thing to report…driving home from RadCon this afternoon, taking Mr. Wu to the airport, he asked the Child who was the best writer in the whole world. “Jay Lake of course,” she said. He then asked her who the best artist in the whole world was. “Frank Wu.”
Am I raising that kid right or what?