Fantasm has been quite the ride. Scanning back through previous years, I've built quite a collection of fantastic memories. Between meeting new people, experiencing new things, and laughing my ass clear off, I have to say that my times spent at Fantasm are some of the best in my life. It's the kind of environment that my mother would never understand, but that I'd share with her in a moment if I thought she would.
     Sadly, all good things come to an end, and so must Fantasm. After years of working together for a common idea, the directors started thinking it was time to change focus. Change is good, but when people aren't on the same page, it's time to part ways. Good or bad, it came to be, and the grand party was hearing last call. It was time to buy the last round of shots.
     There's a big debate about bringing new partners into the fold. It's traditionally a bad idea to bring in an outsider, but when you're in love you can't help but want to share. The problems come when people you think you know are exposed to the weird and wacky. Either they are repulsed and disgusted at your friends and you... or they are so enthralled that around 2 in the morning you're wondering where your girlfriend has gone, while she's wondering why she ever thought monogamy was a good idea. Tricky, tricky... the line between freak and FREAK is easy to cross, and I can count on one hand the number of relationships I've seen survive it. Still, I'm egotistical in my current love and remained convinced she would see the wonders I see... so I took the plunge... and it was a great swim.
     Hooray for my Wendy! How much more could I love you? We'll find out next week.

I drove up late-late on Wednesday in order to get a few things done on Thursday morning before Live Action Wiz-War started.      "Live Action Wiz-War?" you say?      Well, imagine if we took a fast paced board game and made it life sized. We put robes on the wizards, dealt them cards that were 11 inches tall, and made the monsters they summon out of real people. The troll wore Hulk hands. The shadow wore a black robe. The killer slime was boxes of Jello.      It was simply too much fun. And although the crowd was light (it WAS thursday afternoon, after all), everyone had fun, and I think we'll be happy to run it again.      For a FANTASTIC play-by-play of the game, go check out Eric's Pictures!

     While running around Underground Atlanta before the game, I got good news! Wendy was already at the hotel and was going to get to help me run things! That surely made shopping for masking tape in that ghetto dollar store worth it! Special thanks to Steve Wildey and Fritz for giving me that extra help during Wiz-War... I could have done it without you.

Thursday Night was the Fannies! The Final Fantasm awards for Best Of.
I figured since I was presenting an award that I should dress up, and my sexy suited suitor joined me! Rawr!
Thanks to Mary for that second picture... It's better than mine.. :)

A lot of the people being awarded Fannies couldn't make it to the ceremony.
Luckily Jester Fred was there to collect all the unaccepted Fannies.

Fritz somehow ties Glam Rock into Best Artist... or something like that.

Fred takes a lick at the award my fellow presenter held as a phallus.

Adam Weishaupt Senior Prom

Ziggy and Chirt celebrate the rockin' tunes of 1989... God help them.

Yeah, that's the only picture I have from the prom... so what?
It's not like there aren't a zillion pictures over here!

YAY! Jeffy is here! Let the testicles flow like rivers!
or something...

Fantasm Feud was on Friday at noon, so I spent a chunk of my time collecting answers to a variety of compelling questions:
Name your favorite female porn star; Name your favorite recreational drug;
Name your favorite Penis/Breast size; Name a Sexually Transmitted Disease you could get that this convention.
I figure it's my sadistic duty to remind people to be wise... heh.
Thanks for the picture, Hugme!

I had gotten a handfull of odd photographs from Elvis, and proceeded to give them out to anyone who seemed in need.

I had Cheryl Tiegs, Lief Garrett, John Denver, someone I assume is Frampton,
and a surprising picture of Al Pacino that only one person was able to figure out.

Kim gives me love....Honest... that's love!
Debbie finally figured out the Pacino picture.

"What?!? Is it so weird that my pants are around my ankles and I'm accepting love?
Is that so WRONG?"
Notice that Jeffy got Frampton.

Kira gives Vortex some love.

Everybody loves them some Earl... Smooches from the Kim!

And here's where Earl deals OUT some of that love... with Kim's help....

Katie does her K.I.S.S. impression and wiggles on Stephen's lap a little.

Kira carefully guards her crotch from our lascivious consumptions...
Cockblocked by Cheryl Tiegs?