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August 22, 2004
hinckley springs
dear internet (with a lower-case i as per Wired style guide): tonight i am in Chicago, having left Indianapolis this afternoon after five days of Gen Con, the world's largest and greatest gaming convention. in my dreams i wade knee deep through rivers of orc blood.
after arriving at the airport to find that my roundtrip ticket had somehow been refunded *after* i flew to Indy, i managed to get a later flight into Chicago. then, because i hoped they had net and a smoking room, i threw down many clams for a Red Carpet Club membership.
three long hours and two round trips between Terminals B and C later (the RCC in B has no smoking lounge, but the one in C does), i gave up my spot on the Oakland flight in exchange for a free first class upgrade tomorrow morning, a free roundtrip ticket, and hotel and meal vouchers.
so now i'm sitting in a Hilton which is hosting what seems to be a Beatles convention. there was a group sing of "All You Need Is Love" in the lobby when i checked in.
i'm sure this all means something, but i'm not sure what. maybe my astrologer can offer some insight.
i'm pretty sure i need a horned helmet to wear out to bars.
Posted by bcm at August 22, 2004 07:34 PM
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you are awesome. i have no insight into the meaning of beatles conventions in hiltons.
Posted by: le at August 27, 2004 04:46 AM
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