Wednesday, March 21, 2018


A few days ago I was talking with a nice lady.  I mentioned I'd been to Wild Wild West Con, but that was the only Arizona con I was planning on going to this year.  She asked me what a con was.  These terms get in the vernacular and you suddenly realize what the hell is a con. I don't know. Duh.  I mean I know, but I don't know.  I had to mentally reconstruct the concept. Conventions. Yep, they're some type of convention. That one was a steampunk convention. I knew that. Everyone was running around complaining about corsets.  And some of them and science fiction.  Yep, those are the ones where there aren't any women and it's all middle aged men.  Yeah, I've been to those.  

Well, I eventually was able to explain the concept. But some cons move around and some do not. Gees. This was complicated.  

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