post-baitcon feedback

[quietann.livejournal.com]

My personal issues with baitcon are in my personal journal; however, there are a few things that IMHO need to change:

• Separate dishes/mixing equipment/etc. for any ice cream product containing meat. There are a lot of people involved who nominally keep kosher, and it's discomfiting to know that one's ice cream might have been prepared using the same equipment as, say, the chicken liver ice cream. (for that matter, I'd just ban meat-containing flavors entirely, but that's not my decision to make.)
  
• More whole wheat (not just wheat, whole wheat) bread, less white bread. We ran out of whole wheat by lunch on Saturday. (this suggestion passed on from Gregorian, who was amazingly polite about it, but still really would have preferred whole wheat bread for his peanut butter sandwich...)
  
• More tarpage for shade protection (may not be an issue if baitcon isn't at Mink Hollow anymore, but...)
  
• Re-reinforcement of the "modest dress" (ahem) requirement in and around the main area. There was one person in particular who seriously violated this. (insert serious snarkage here; I am trying to be polite.) Dancing naked in the rain, as usual, should be granted leniency.
  

Comments

[fixx.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to see, "Dancing naked in the rain, as usual, should be granted leniency."

While I have no problem watching others dance truly naken in the rain, I did not feel comfortable doing so myself, deciding to keep my shorts on.

As I was the first person to drag out the Dr Bronner's during the rainstorm, I was a little uncomfortable for what reactions I might get, fearing some would feel it inappropriate somehow. All I know is if I'm given the choice between watching another person wash their armpits in the rain or not do so and later smelling them, I'll gladly take the former.

I honestly could not tell if the looks I received where disdain or envy. I felt taking advantage of nature delivering that much water up to the house should be appreciated, but not at the expense of making anyone else uncomfortable.

The other rain-dancers were all too happy to borrow my Dr. Bronners having not foreseen the storm and not wishing to run back to their tents. I had mine with me only because I'd already packed a bag to go down with me to the creek.