I really liked the Skepchick track. I went to seven panels of it, only one of which I disliked. I don't agree with everything the Skepchicks say, but they were charming, informative, and entertaining. One of their friends and fellow panelists, Pamela Gay, seems to have beliefs that are closer to mine.
Having alluded to religion, I am reminded of a saying in the Episcopal Church: When liturgy argues with architecture, architecture always wins. The same applies to any other human social activity, at least when explosives are not involved. At Convergence almost all the parties are restricted to two floors of "cabana" rooms around the swimming pool space. Every room has a party. The noise is deafening. It is impossible to have an extended conversation. The halls outside the rooms are jammed. It is difficult to move. Our friends in local SF fandom are getting tired of hearing this from us, but the party scene in Chicagoland, e.g. at Windycon, is much better. By 11:30 Saturday night (very early by con standards) I could not take it any more and retreated to our hotel room.
The Dealers' room was, as usual, rather low on actual booksellers when
However, we have registered for next year's Convergence. Despite the party problems, it was a good con.