Inflatable aliens, Japanese stewardesses, Typhoid Buby, and more filking (this time with Hobbits)

So the update on Norwescon is only about a week overdue. Um …. yeah. That would be my fault, obviously, but I’m guessing nobody noticed.

So first up, the Saturday reports from The Stranger’s Paul Constant:

• Norwescon Saturday: Report One — Including a the woes of small publishers, a grim reflection on death, and an old man hitting on Japanese stewardesses.
• Norwescon Saturday: Report Two — Superheros, geishas, and Dan Simmons on J.R.R. Tolkein.
• Norwescon Saturday: Report Three — Young love, and Vulcans in search of beer.
• Norwescon Saturday: Report Four — Labor action, gnome parties, H. P. Lovecraft, and a dude in a Ghostbuster costume.

What? This is how it goes up here in the great northland. Maybe this would all seem strange to me if I spent more time in southern California.

The Sunday reports are a little more interesting. Well, sort of. It’s a perspective thing.

• Norwescon Sunday: Report One — Umm … yeah. So, how do you feel about erotic inflatable aliens? ‘Nuff said? Actually, no, it’s not. It seems this report deals with the Saturday-night parties, and should not be viewed by persons of delicate sensibilities or who have at least a half a brain. I won’t say anything about setting hair on fire, either. I mean … whoops.
• Norwescon Wrap-Up — And y’all thought Typhoid Buby’s poetry cram disaster at SD22 was bad …. Beware, though, as this report includes disturbing notions on “fanfic”, and the phrase “Hobbit Filking”, which scares me even more than the words “Hobbit Country Dancing”.

And that’s pretty much it. I was thinking about a way to work in a happy hour update just for Ed, but it’s only peripherally relevant, and the related event has already taken place … some two-thousand miles away. Er … yeah.

-bd