A tit in the ceiling

[randy_byers]

At some point I stopped worrying that I'd have a miserable time, mostly because I was having so many interesting conversations that I got distracted. Think it was mrhedgehog who pointed out that the convention got better every day. A lot gets said in five days! LesSeaCon, whatever it is, seemed to grow strange new -- not to mention funny ha-ha -- legs. jamesb humped me with an inflatable kangaroo, but that was before I girded myself with a kangaroo scrotum. The Wall of History was deeply cool, revelatory (or was it revelratory?), and community-inspiring. The big circus of Worldcon is still an interesting angle on fandom. On the other hand, Chunga got fewer first place votes than No Award. I'm sure there's a message in this, but I'm still working on deciphering it. (Well, aside from the point that the FAAns and the Hugos represent different, although overlapping, audiences.)

I am -- wait for it -- braindead. This is just a bleat to prove that I still exist. May everyone else get home safe and sound too. Und so weiter.

Comments

[akirlu.livejournal.com]

Somehow, every time I read this, I recognize the reference of the title and look forward to some explanation in the text and then, by the end of the post, I have forgotten that the title is never explained. Your capacity to cloud fen's minds is awesome.

[randy-byers.livejournal.com]

Some things seem to work best as images of mystery. See also the electrical plug hanging out of the middle of my bedroom ceiling. Maybe there's something inherently mysterious about ceilings.