And now that everyone who isn't going wants to hurt me...

Dazed and slightly delusional from blood loss (I had to sell a kidney and half my liver to afford to go) I thought it might be nice to share some of my fond memories from last year's Fan Faire.

So before Calthine breaks out the cattle prod and puts me back in my cage, I present you with:

The Ghost of Fan Faire Past (Part One)