Three of us were able to attend and people a table at Fandom Fest 2012.
The Galt House, where the Fest was held this year, provided us with a wonderful surprise: a chronosynclastic infundibulum. In case you don’t know, this is a term invented by Kurt Vonnegut, Junior, and means a place where more than one mutually exclusive thing can be equally true at the same time.
Impossible? Well, parking in the Galt House garages cost nothing, five dollars, seven dollars, twelve dollars, fourteen dollars, and eighteen dollars. They had parking vouchers, had never heard of parking vouchers, had given out all the parking vouchers, had sent the parking vouchers up to Festival Registration, and didn’t own the garages at all. We totally needed trading cards or scavenger hunt check-off sheets to collect all the truths and see who could get the most.
Stephen Zimmer, again Head Honcho of the Literary Track, did his usual fabulous best at making the track run smoothly and happily. We’ll definitely apply to be on the track again next year!
MA
But I dilly, dally & digress (a southern law firm). It was laundry-morning, here. The sun must wait a few more minutes until the farmin’-chores’re done with. I’m told after we milk the chickens, and check for eggs under the cows, then we’re gonna see if the Atlantic’s still there where we left it yesterday, then mebby on to the Lighthouse? It’s a plan.