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T minus two weeks and counting...

Just over two weeks until the convention and things are progressing well.

According to the on-line rego, My games are doing well.

Session B - Powerplay: 20 players (max 30 to 50 ish)
Session C - Friday Night Poker Club: 15 players (max 24)
Session G - Ball of Dreams: 20 players (max 24)
Session K - Ball of Dreams: 6 players (max 24)
Session M - Friday Night Poker Club: 8 players (max 24)

I'm aware of a few other people that are intending to play Powerplay, but don't do the pre-reg thing, so that means it looks like good numbers there.

The only one I'm worried about is Ball of Dreams in Session G, since there's only 6 people pre-registered. However, I would guess that it will fill with the people who don't pre-register.

Can't wait!

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delwyn
Mar. 30th, 2006 03:23 am (UTC)
There's only a single individual pre-reg'd for session B for RDH3, so I might be available for Powerplay...
halloranelder
Mar. 30th, 2006 04:00 am (UTC)
Yay!
aeduna
Mar. 30th, 2006 05:47 am (UTC)
why would they not pre-reg in this day and age? :)
paradigmshifty
Mar. 30th, 2006 07:39 am (UTC)
Uncertainty as to work schedules and therefore availability (as just a single example.)
ozisim
Mar. 30th, 2006 07:56 am (UTC)
I tend not to, as I'm crap with names.
I know what the GMs I like LOOK like... No bloody idea what their names are.
I also like to play a few wildcards, where I might not necessarily be in with the system, but would like to spend some time with the players.
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