Lack of Brain due to Dead Gay Swans

I was in Nashville at Slayage this weekend - an academic conference on Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I spent the weekend eating deli food with sisabet, sockkpuppett, and whatssnoo, spending far too much money at the comic book store, watching Dead Gay Swans, and praising Jesus. I am completely brain-dead, not just from the con, but from spending two hours in traffic going three miles (not a lie) because of a semi full of tomatoes that wrecked on the highway, barrelled through the guard rail, and fell into a ravine.

I hope that when I am not brain-dead I may be able to write up a report on the conference. I can tell you two things I've learned, though, right off the top of my head:

1) I can *so totally* get a PhD, if the PhDs at this conference are anything to judge PhD-itude by. (I knew more about Hamlet than the guy presenting a paper on the parallels between Buffy and Hamlet. I also knew more about Buffy.)

2) Fandom is just like academia. Or vice versa.

And as sisabet says in her con wrap-up: David Hasselhoff.