plus more #altHallelujah, WorldCon, and The Evil Wizard Smallbone
That duet is amazing! They should definitely keep the hats.
A.C.Wise posited the Omni was haunted because people got lost in the many halls and stairways. I responded with this:
Well, let me tell you the story of a fan named Charlie,
such a ghastly tragedy
He put his handy schedule in his blue jean pockets
and went down to DisCon III
But did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate’s a mystery
He may walk forever through the halls of the Omni ‘cause he came to DisCon III.
He loved Star Trek and Star Wars and he dressed like the Doctor
and he’d read all the operas in space
He wore elf ears and steam goggles and his hair was dyed rainbow;
he’s a model of the true fen race.
Charlie strode off that morning with a hopeful spirit
and he waited for the lift to come.
When it got there two hours later, he was starved and dehydrated
and his legs and feet were numb
Charlie got to the lobby, and was so excited
to see scores of vaxxed fen in line
But the queue for registration took another six hours
Charlie wouldn’t have time to dine
Charlie finished up a panel in the Diplomat Ballroom
And he aimed for the Capitol Room
He just couldn’t wait to hear a reading from his favorite author
Or her tale of ghosts and gloom
The queue for the lift was long, hot, and sweaty
Charlie thought he would take the stairway
There were flights up and flights down, and stairs that went nowhere
Charlie just couldn’t find his way.
Charlie wandered the Palladium and he stumbled up a staircase
And went right down the other side.
It took twenty more minutes ‘til he found the elevator
And by then he felt about to die.
Charlie finally found the Promenade he thought he was seeking
But alas, it was west, not east.
Down a hallway, round a corner, and go past the elevator
Charlie couldn’t find his way in the least
He found ops and listening posts and even gender-neutral bathrooms
And a sign that pointed out his way.
That hall took him to the Blue Room and a sideroom called Prefunction
Charlie wondered if he’d last the day.
Charlie missed the reading, and he missed his dinner
And he missed John Scalzi’s soiree.
Never got to the firepit or the upper floor parties
Poor old Charlie simply passed away.
He will haunt forever all these halls of the Omni ‘cause he came to DisCon III.
*Finally* listened to the duet. Somewhere, Leroy Anderson is laughing in delight.
That duet is amazing! They should definitely keep the hats.
A.C.Wise posited the Omni was haunted because people got lost in the many halls and stairways. I responded with this:
Well, let me tell you the story of a fan named Charlie,
such a ghastly tragedy
He put his handy schedule in his blue jean pockets
and went down to DisCon III
But did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate’s a mystery
He may walk forever through the halls of the Omni ‘cause he came to DisCon III.
He loved Star Trek and Star Wars and he dressed like the Doctor
and he’d read all the operas in space
He wore elf ears and steam goggles and his hair was dyed rainbow;
he’s a model of the true fen race.
Charlie strode off that morning with a hopeful spirit
and he waited for the lift to come.
When it got there two hours later, he was starved and dehydrated
and his legs and feet were numb
Charlie got to the lobby, and was so excited
to see scores of vaxxed fen in line
But the queue for registration took another six hours
Charlie wouldn’t have time to dine
Charlie finished up a panel in the Diplomat Ballroom
And he aimed for the Capitol Room
He just couldn’t wait to hear a reading from his favorite author
Or her tale of ghosts and gloom
The queue for the lift was long, hot, and sweaty
Charlie thought he would take the stairway
There were flights up and flights down, and stairs that went nowhere
Charlie just couldn’t find his way.
Charlie wandered the Palladium and he stumbled up a staircase
And went right down the other side.
It took twenty more minutes ‘til he found the elevator
And by then he felt about to die.
Charlie finally found the Promenade he thought he was seeking
But alas, it was west, not east.
Down a hallway, round a corner, and go past the elevator
Charlie couldn’t find his way in the least
He found ops and listening posts and even gender-neutral bathrooms
And a sign that pointed out his way.
That hall took him to the Blue Room and a sideroom called Prefunction
Charlie wondered if he’d last the day.
Charlie missed the reading, and he missed his dinner
And he missed John Scalzi’s soiree.
Never got to the firepit or the upper floor parties
Poor old Charlie simply passed away.
But did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate’s a mystery
He will haunt forever all these halls of the Omni ‘cause he came to DisCon III.
*Finally* listened to the duet. Somewhere, Leroy Anderson is laughing in delight.