This is a feature that appears periodically, as we attend conventions and overhear things. The tradition of keeping track of anonymous overheard bits and bobs started for us at the 2002 ConJose in San Jose, where trying (or trying not to) fill in the blanks on overheard conversations made us laugh so much that we made it a tradition. This issue we share some highlights from this year's World Science Fiction Convention in Anaheim:
"Just remember how much I love you and disregard how bitchy I'm going to be for the next few days."
"We are two men very pleased with our meat."
"When there are five Australians at the table, it is inevitable that one will try to set the dessert afire."
"You're not going to catch me molesting the bronze giraffe!"
"I'm sorry, have we met?"
"Um, yeah. I helped you move."
"I've become the Harlan Ellison of porn."
"Something that eats steel has no place in my body."
"I finally realized what the chunks in my beer were -- stucco!"
(Discussing fear of Disneyland) "I refuse to be cowed by a mouse!"
"After the wasabi vodka last night, I've taken up breath mints for the weekend."
"I'm really pleased with my Borderlands t-shirt, 'cause now I can take a snake on the plane!"
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