BRAINPAN LEAKAGE

WillyCon XI is now in the history books. Dead dog party and all. We rounded it all out by having supper in the lower cafeteria, which features an on campus Taco Bell Express. So, Burrito Supreme and a Crunchy Taco for me.

Sat around table and enjoyed a wonderful conversation with some absolutely great kids. Yeah, I know, they probably don’t like being called kids, but I’m likely to be older than some of their parents, so I’ve earned the right to call them that. Like it or not, they’ll always be kids to me. But, let me tell you, this group is dynamic, intelligent, spirited, and absolutely wonderful. They put together a con, ran it, and pulled it off without any major incidents or troubles. I’m happy to have these particular kids taking over the reigns of our world. They’ll do fine. Probably better than we have if they can hold on to their idealism.

The following is the last report from WillyCon. Tomorrow’s report – which may not be filed until Tuesday – will concern my trip home, unless it is completely uneventful. In which case, it won’t be filed at all.

Please note, there’s not as much funny to this last, short update. Probably because we were, and are, all exhausted. In fact, I am hoping to finish this by 9 PM so I can hit the sack early…

6:07 PM

@cashier – Dead dog party? O_o

@cashier – What’s that?

@Faculty_Advisor – Just a party to celebrate the con being over.

@cashier – You don’t have a real dead dog do you?

@Faculty_Advisor – No.

@cashier – If you do, don’t show it to me.

@mrsellars – It’s okay, we have a dead cat for the people who can’t handle the dead dog.

@cashier – O_o

@mrsellars – I haz a taco. NOM!

@mrsellars – I haz a burrito. NOM!

@mrsellars – Urp. O_o

@Con_Staffer – …And so he was supposed to be a gopher for a Guest of Honor but he overslept.

@mrsellars – Yeah. He told me that story something like five times.

@Con_Staffer – Yeah, that happens with him. We think he already has alzheimers.

@Con_Staffer_2 – [out of the clear blue]  You know, maybe we should buy @not_here_guy some pink underwear.

@Everyone – O_o

@mrsellars – I love you guys, man…

@everyone – We love you too, man…

@mrsellars – Me go now. Do sleepy thing. Nom tomorrow. Then go bye-bye on airfly thingie… Miss you already.

And, there you are… Once the pics are developed I’ll be throwing together a small retrospective.

Night all…

More to come…

Murv

Day 3, Evening Edition…

The following takes place between… Awww, fuggit.

4:45 PM

@mrsellars – Fuggit. I’m wearing my sweats for the rest of the evening. Miserable, cold rain… Not going to make pretty.

@mrsellars – Walkies… Rain… Walkies… Rain…

@mrsellars – Drip… Drip… Drip…

@Con_Registration – Raining out there?

@mrsellars – Nope. I took a shower but couldn’t find my towel.

@mrsellars – Dry… Dry… Dry…

@mrsellars – Meet Maria William, artist guest of honor and her husband, Chris. Have dinner with faculty advisor, some alumni, and other GoH’s… Good conversation, good noms.

@mrsellars – [Mingle Chat Mingle]

7:30 PM boop, boop, beep, bahp, beep, beep, boop, bahp, bahp, beep, boop… Ring… Ring… Ri!

@EK – Hello.

@mrsellars –  It’s here.

@EK – What’s here?

@mrsellars – Snow. Flakes the size of compact cars flying sideways. I just saw one take out a cow.

@EK – Did you get any steaks?

@mrsellars – Locals beat me to it.

@EK – You let them get there first? Remind me to beat you when you get home.

@mrsellars – Yes ma’am.

@EK – Next cow that goes down you get me some steaks. Got me?

@mrsellars – Damn, I think a family of badgers just flew past the window.

@EK – I’m not fond of badger.

@mrsellars – Yeah, rumor has it they’re afraid of you anyway.

@EK – They should be.

@mrsellars – So, according to the weather service Western Nebraska has been completely annihilated. Storm says it is planning to kill all of us too.

@EK – Hold on just a second. [skree-skrshhh-chunk… riffle…riffle…riffle…] Hmmmm… Okay, I’m back.

@mrsellars – What’s up?

@EK – Just checking to make sure your life insurance is paid up.

@mrsellars – Is it?

@EK – Yes, sure is. So you can stop whining. Why don’t you go for a long walk.

@mrsellars – It’s whiteout conditions. You can’t see across the parking lot.

@EK – Sounds like a good time for you to go exploring, don’t you think?

@mrsellars – O_o

@Faculty_Advisor – …And that one, and that one, and maybe that one.

@mrsellars – I dunno, there isn’t much meat on that one. Maybe a soup bone.

@Faculty_Advisor – That might work.

@mrsellars – We’ll need salt. Being students they might be a bit gamey. Gonna want to salt ’em down for a day or two before we cook ’em.

@Faculty_Advisor – I’ll check the cafeteria.

@mrsellars – While you’re there, see if they have any garlic and fava beans. No reason for us to be barbaric about it.

8:00 PM  – Masquerade Contest – GoH’s judge.

@mrsellars – Whoa mama, E K needs a costume like that… Cool… Good workmanship… That’s one’s neat… Hey, I bet that one took a lot of work… Wow… That one is impressive… Man, that one is cool… Hey, she sings good… Hey, she’s pretty funny… Wow, he put a lot of work into that…

@mrsellars – [Deliberate] [Discuss] [Deliberate] [Discuss]

@mrsellars – Need to stop visualizing E K in that costume…

@mrsellars – Night all… I’m too old for this shit, I’m going to my room to settle in.

@Con_Folks – Goodnight, Murv!

@mrsellars – Walkies… Walkies… Walkies…

@mrsellars – Walkies… Walkies… Lean… Stagger… Lean…

@mrsellars – Walkies… Walkies…

@mrsellars – Stumble…

@mrsellars – [unlock door] [go in] [lock door] [turn on computer] [raise blinds]

@mrsellars –  {exhausted sigh}

More to come… (Or, not…)

Murv

Note: Satire, observational, humor, ’nuff said. See previous disclaimer. Tired.