Well, I ended up not sleeping as much as I meant to at the scifi con. For some reason, my body decided that I needed to get up at 8:30am both Saturday and Sunday, not caring that I was out partying until 3am Friday night and 5am Saturday.
Oh, and while I failed to catch any purple women (though the drinking and the kilt wearing was successful), something did follow me home on the drive back. Pics to follow tomorrow when I hopefully has the brains.