First up was the greatly-oversubscribed "Quantum Mechanics" talk. This was a valiant but slightly doomed lecture, attempting to explain entanglement in 50 minutes, starting with the two-slit experiment and its implications. It wound up wandering a fair bit, as the questions drifted across the subject terrain, but it was a lot of fun along the way. The teacher, Carl Frederick, emphasized that if you're not confused, you don't understand the subject well enough yet.
Next up was "Everybody Dies", moderated by
Next up was "Architecture and SF", a fascinating (if somewhat rambling) monologue by Kathryn Cramer, who I had never heard of before, but clearly need to get to know. The name aside, the topic was essentially "My Crazy Year", describing how she started the year intending to write a book about using Mathematica for teaching kids, and wound up mildly world-famous in the wake of the year's natural disasters, and started becoming expert on the shadowy world of modern military high-tech. Along the way, she got drawn into Francis Yates' work on the nature of memory (the book that describes the principles that underlie Masonic ritual), and began developing new software for assisting in the development of narrative (which seems to be touching on much the same ground that I'm getting into with my advanced Wiki work). Fascinating stuff, wandering quite freely from cognitive science to politics to humanitarianism -- definitely someone to pay more attention to.
Then on to this year's "exception" -- the Battlestar Galactica panel. Readercon is quite adamantly about Books, Dammit, but they apparently tend to have one panel a year about a TV show, and BSG was the obvious choice this time around. Fun and freewheeling.
Next was a few hours out, to take a spin through the Bookshop (Readercon's Dealer's Room is almost entirely books, naturally), and do the obligatory daily trip to our storage unit. (We're down to about four carloads, then I can close down the big unit -- yay!) Dinner was from Flatbread down on Route 62, a seriously earthy-crunchy pizzeria. Not bad: the crust is a smidgeon chewy, and I don't really care about the more organic than thou thing, but the pizza was flavorful and different. Nice as a change of pace.
Then back to the con for the 20th Kirk Poland Memorial Bad Prose Competition. This was one of the major motivations for going to the con -- Christian has been talking it up for years, and I trust him to have good taste in silliness. In fact, it was even better than I expected, ranging from amusing to chokingly funny. The whole experience reminded me that there is a *long* ways down from I normally think of as "bad". Craig Shaw Gardner was reliably the funniest (and least convincing), but the other contestants all did a fine job of fooling the audience. Even if you don't do panels, this contest may well be worth the price of admission for the con...