So GenCon was cool.
I got to hang with several notables in the field of nerdom. I went to dinner with Howard Taylor and Michael Williamson.
The crew of Smirk and Dagger Games invited me to hang out. They didn’t even get mad when we came up with the most horrible Run For Your Life Candyman supplement ever.
The guy that invented Killer Bunnies came to my booth to tell me how much he like Redshirts, and I managed to avoid squealing like my daughter when she gets a new stuffed animal. But just barely.
I had a booth right across from Slugfest Games. Years ago one of their bigwigs graciously allowed me to pitch one of my board games to them. And then in a polite, professional, and not unkind manner they ripped it apart. I used the advice they gave me to improve how I went about game design. I would quite literally not have my company today if it wasn’t for them. I told them so too.
I met a lot of folks who retail my game, and sold a lot of product. Like a ridiculous amount. We sold through all of the promo cards we had in stock and our artist, David Reddick was there to make custom Redshirts. We actually turned a profit going to GenCon, and I have been informed that doesn’t happen very often.
And managed to trade copies of my game for a few hundred dollars of other peoples games.
I only had one person say that the rules were so badly written that they practically ruin the game. Granted they were a famous cartoonist, but hey, you can’t win them all.
There are days when it sucks to be Skippy. Those four days in Indianapolis where not among them.