LosCon Continued
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Update, part 2.
So, I got off shift & updated LJ last. Went up to ConSuite & played a game of Magic with Nick Smith. Lost horribly because of bad draw. Got told that I was needed @ Bag-stuffing around 2130. Went down to bag-stuffing, and met up w/
nolly,
hazelchaz and others, did bag-stuffing. Came up with this new idea that fits in perfectly with the theme of the con. See below.
So, it begins. Captain Karl assigns a hoarde of space monkeys to bag-stuffing for his operetta. He wants to ensure everything goes fine, and leaves the monkeys to their work. At the very end of the line, stuffing bags into boxes, there was a space monkey discovered inside a box stuffed high with bags of operetta programs. This particular space monkey was thenafter known as "Box" because of where he was found. He became a valuable assett to the other space monkeys, who were busy shoveling bags at him and waiting to have them shoved into boxes. After a while, a backlog forms. Box immediately calls for a Union 5, telling the other space monkeys to take a brake while he hastily shovels the program bags into boxes.
A while passes, and the Union 5 ends, causing the monkeys to ignore Box's request for them to slow down and get right back to work again. Box, being the clever monkey he is, improvises new ways to stuff the boxes. Turning them onto their side so that they may be easier to stuff was one such idea, followed by smacking the bags into cooperation. More boxes, more backlog. "BOXES!!!" he cries, and looks at where his supply of boxes went. They had all been used, and he whimpers slightly to go off in search of more boxes. Once boxes are found, Box goes back to his station at the end of the line. Deciding he needs help, the clever monkey decides to clone himself, to get more space monkeys with identical job functions. His first attempt fails miserably, the Box clones 1 & 2 reject him and disappear. Box dejectedly goes back to his task, disappointed that his attempt failed. A few more moments pass, and decides to try again. This time, he succeeds....creating another Box, this one named Box3 to help with the stuffing of bags into boxes. The backlog disappears, and the boxes are stuffed. The head monkey,
nolly, finally goes over to Box and pats him on the head "Go to bed, Box. You have work to do in the morning." Box nods, gets a banana from the head monkey, and disappears to his cage to sleep. Box3 disappears, fading as a hologram would from light.
Stay tuned for further adventures of Captain Karl & Box
More serious stuff. It was distracting, though somehow my mind still came back to
falconoflight and
mira_fastfire. I don't know why but something tells me that I'm going to have little chance @ getting the former back. The latter...I have a better chance, somehow. I don't know how this is exactly, but I'm sure the Gods will make me understand their will.
So, I got off shift & updated LJ last. Went up to ConSuite & played a game of Magic with Nick Smith. Lost horribly because of bad draw. Got told that I was needed @ Bag-stuffing around 2130. Went down to bag-stuffing, and met up w/
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So, it begins. Captain Karl assigns a hoarde of space monkeys to bag-stuffing for his operetta. He wants to ensure everything goes fine, and leaves the monkeys to their work. At the very end of the line, stuffing bags into boxes, there was a space monkey discovered inside a box stuffed high with bags of operetta programs. This particular space monkey was thenafter known as "Box" because of where he was found. He became a valuable assett to the other space monkeys, who were busy shoveling bags at him and waiting to have them shoved into boxes. After a while, a backlog forms. Box immediately calls for a Union 5, telling the other space monkeys to take a brake while he hastily shovels the program bags into boxes.
A while passes, and the Union 5 ends, causing the monkeys to ignore Box's request for them to slow down and get right back to work again. Box, being the clever monkey he is, improvises new ways to stuff the boxes. Turning them onto their side so that they may be easier to stuff was one such idea, followed by smacking the bags into cooperation. More boxes, more backlog. "BOXES!!!" he cries, and looks at where his supply of boxes went. They had all been used, and he whimpers slightly to go off in search of more boxes. Once boxes are found, Box goes back to his station at the end of the line. Deciding he needs help, the clever monkey decides to clone himself, to get more space monkeys with identical job functions. His first attempt fails miserably, the Box clones 1 & 2 reject him and disappear. Box dejectedly goes back to his task, disappointed that his attempt failed. A few more moments pass, and decides to try again. This time, he succeeds....creating another Box, this one named Box3 to help with the stuffing of bags into boxes. The backlog disappears, and the boxes are stuffed. The head monkey,
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Stay tuned for further adventures of Captain Karl & Box
More serious stuff. It was distracting, though somehow my mind still came back to
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Not exactly filk...
Date: 2005-11-25 04:44 pm (UTC)Re: Not exactly filk...
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Date: 2005-11-26 01:59 am (UTC)