Chicago is one dirty half broken city. The streets have as much trash and random shit kicking around to rival Cairo, Egypt. Even the parks look like you’ll get AIDs just driving past. So many houses are boarded up. It reminds me of New Orleans. There is security inside the hotel to keep fuckers out, but no security in the parking lots. Even in San Jose there is parking lot security. And the nation wonders why Chicago is a shooting gallery? There are places in Africa nicer and cleaner than Chicago. Why would anyone stay?
HMGS Mid West had 12 staff bouncing about. There was maybe 50-70 dudes including GMs. That ration of staff to players could be one of the reasons everything ran so smoothly. There IT guy was onsite and available. They had their shit together. The HMGS never has their shit together to start.
The venue is terrific. Clean, fully functioning, and maintain as such throughout the day. There is no lake of piss to wade through after noon in the bathroom. The noise is suppressed by carpet and the wall materials. The floor is hard to stand up on for greater than 4 hours. Food is not cheap. 35 for a cheeseburger and a beer. Fuck me! I got blasted at hooters for 43 and ate my face off. Not hooters quality hooters, average talent at best, Even blasted.
Friday
On Friday half the tables had games going. 16 vendors in attendance. Warlord and the plastic soldier dude were the only big little dude suppliers. Warlord had a little of this and that. Mostly their new bullshit miniature war game/bird hybrids. By the flame and sword was here with limited stock. Most shit in old art for 10% off. They didn’t bring all the books. A couple of dudes selling all the shit they have collect since childhood.
Sadly the group over all is not getting younger. After all the shot talking and effort to drag younger players in, steal 40k players, and the YouTube/warlord effort. My wife might as well bury me with this shit. There were 12 chics. All younger than us old men. 3 in there 20s. Young men were less than the chics, 10-15 teen boys. At 46, I would say that was the mid ground. There more dudes younger than me than my age. Yet still a butt load of older bros.
My 9 o’clock was full with +5 on the waiting list. (I will run an additional game on Saturday.) one wicked old dude that needed hand holding, two that knew what to do, and the 4th needed little to no coaching. We called it in 4 hours just as the south started to drive back the Union. The 7pm was full plus 2 players. South smashed and drove the North back. All from one player, Ian.
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