AlCon was taking place at my house! It was the opening day, and I was frantically trying to get ready. I had my silver suit on, but I couldn’t get my stripey toe socks on for the life of me. I sat and struggled with my socks for a while, eventually getting them on just as a guy walked in the door demanding to see the fountain. “It’s not in my room, it’s in the living room.” He nodded and went away. I stuffed my feet into my shoes and hurried across the hall into my parents’ bedroom. Amanda, Amanda, and all the volunteers were frantically dashing around trying to get all the last-minute details organized. I never actually went out there, but I had this picture in my mind when I woke up of Luke Ski, Tony Goldmark, Bermuda and Al along with a bunch of other dementites and dementoids milling around in my living room, watching TV and chatting. My Take On It Next Dream |
AlCon In Da House 04/24/02 |