You: Gen Con, a convention which takes place in Indiana where the local food is some kind of mushed up casserole thing which is too spicy if someone puts two shakes of black pepper on it, a sweat bunker hell of D&D nonsense run by shouting in a crowd of thousands
Me, an intellectual: New MexiCon, where you can get fresh green chilis in every meal and every snack you eat all day long, and pinon nut coffee with your breakfast, a veritable paradise of cool games run in private rooms and relaxed, fun people