We spent the night at a less than ideal motel (no bathtub to soak our respective sore bones, for one major thing), went further down Barbur to find a better one, then went down to the Marriott for more conventiongoing.
We attended workshops and panels on "Mermaids, Sirens and Other Attractive Nuisances"; "Portraying Workplaces in Science Fiction and Fantasy" and "Have Comics Shaped Our Society?" We went over to visit my cousin Jean and her husband Lukas, then back to the hotel for "What Would Happen if the Oil Stopped?"; "Magic or Technology: Why Must We Choose?" (where I was scolded for saying "magic realism" rather than "magical realism") and the "99 Cent Costume Workshop" (which was fun, but we declined to enter the costume competition in our outfits) and "Non-Eurpoean Mythology: an Untapped Resource".
We also attended the costume contest, voted for our favorites and then left without dancing, opting instead to go get food, go to our new hotel (the Aladdin), take a blessed soak and go to bed.
//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Remember that fortune cookie? It said you would profit by spending time with family."\\
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You should have came by Dornbecher's.
It sounds as though there is something going on in Portland that I don't know about....
Please hear me. John chose to shove Gideon and me out of his life in Sept. He has no interest hearing about us or our well being. He has made this very clear to me.
Respecting his wish to get us out of his life; if there are any further comments (hint or otherwise) made on any blog authored by John, I will discontinue all communication. Don’t believe me? Post a comment and see.
I reckon I shared too much; I am thankful for the extraordinarily little bits I get.
People have claimed I don't keep my word;I do. Comments have be made were I asked they not be made so true to my word, I am my own.
**Of course you can reject this post like my other on this matter.
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