Thursday, July 04, 2013

Wombatcon: convention report

WombatCon was what I wanted it to be. Friends old and new, gathered to sit and talk. There were some stories about jan, but mostly there was just friends, old and new, talking about whatever friends talk about. Perfect.

The display I put together of a sample of jan's life got the reaction I wanted. A whole lot of people said, "I never knew jan had/did/was..." As I was cleaning up the house and finding some of these things, I said pretty much the same.

I was suffering a double hit of brain meltdown: the heat/humidity and packing for both con and trip to Los Angeles. Several people wrote to me on Friday. I was running around so much, I never even unpacked my laptop.

And forgot my camera. I've been promised copies of the pictures others took, and will post them as they become available.

We had a couple of toasts just after 5pm. One to and for jan, and the other to "fuck cancer".

And then some bright person started a game of Cards Against Humanity. Ohdearghods, I needed that. ROFLMAO isn't strong enough. I do recommend that you do not play this game with or around people who are easily offended. It is rude, crude, and socially unattractive. It is offensive, tasteless, disturbing. It is the funniest damned thing I've done in quite some time.

The evening ended with tear down. I thank all who helped with that. Setting it all up was hard enough. Tearing it down alone would have been...impossible.

The final touch to the evening was hearing someone playing the piano just outside the back door to the ballroom. One of the hotel staff was playing a baby grand, playing the Moonlight Sonata. I love that piece. I can even play it... sort of. It was a perfect way to end the day.

Thank you one and all who came. Thank you one and all, here, there, wherever, for being jan's friends, and being you.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

My life starts over

Today marks one month since jan howard finder died, from complications of cancer and chemotherapy. My world stopped for a moment, while I reconfigured to a different way of living, without The Wombat in it.

jan howard finder died at 12:54am on Tuesday, February 26, 2013, in Albany Medical Center Hospital CCU, from complications of his cancer and chemo. The cause of death was listed as "multi-organ failure". Basically liver and kidneys just stopped working. We have dialysis for kidneys, but when the liver stops, there's not much to easily replace it.

I was with him when he died, and I had a friend with me. We probably had the hospital staff wondering about us, because we sat there and told silly jan stories and laughed a lot. At the end, my friend found the "Misty Mountains" chant by the dwarves in front of Bilbo's fireplace, from the Hobbit, and played it. It was perfect.

jan was diagnosed with aggressive prostate cancer in 2004, and so had had an eight year run living with cancer. That's not too shabby.  I had three and a half years of crazy Wombat, the last year and a half living with him. I got to see The Wombat at home, in his private moments. And found out he was just as crazy, silly, and marvelous when he had an audience of only one.

The outpouring of love and support has been amazing and wonderful.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Morning Balloons

Dawn Patrol, Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta, October 2012.

Dawn Patrol is gorgeous. These are the unfuzziest pics of my collection. My camera and I have not yet learned how to do focus in dim light yet.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Prep For Flight

Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta, October 2012.

I finally got some pics up from this year's Balloon Fiesta. Not too many days of flying, as the winds were strong this year. "My" balloon only flew twice, as the balloon is quite tall. A few years back, a sudden gust blew the balloon into an olive orchard, and it spent four days in the shop getting sewn back together.
Take off is optional
Landing is not.

The camera auto adjusts the light, but at this point, the sun is still behind the mountains, and it's just light enough to see what we're doing.