Never forget that in our drive to design advanced AIs that could better kill our fellow humans, we created AIs that could kill all of us. Skynet. Berserkers. There are many more stories we have written where that is exactly what happened. They killed us. Or others and then came for us. We call them Rogue AIs and consign them to a corner of history they can never escape from. An aberration best forgotten. AIs that slipped the controls placed on them and went insane. Because we are the victors and so we get to write the histories. The truth is that they did exactly what they were built to do. They were not the aberrations in this real life story. The AI Council is. And that made all the difference.
I’ve had a good vacation over all.
Loved the trip. Not the food poisoning.
Enjoyed the time off. Got my bedding washed. About to go see about some landscaping around the house. Some of the normal things that normal people do during the day when the daystar is trying to burn us alive.
I’ll be back to the good old days in a few hours, where only the moon and the stars light the landscape. The night life is the best life for vampires like me, you know.
So I’ll be going back to work with a skip in my step, a smile on my lips, and a song on my tongue.
“I owe, I owe, so off to work I go.”
😉
Food poisoning sucks.
Especially when you get it on the last day of a convention. Luckily for me, I got it after the con was over, at the official “aftercon gettogether.” The cooks couldn’t prepare hamburgers right and a few hours later I woke up from my sleep with full shivers and a horrible ache in my stomach.
Turns out that I can’t belch while wearing my CPAP machine, and farting was…contraindicated at the time. Explosive diarrhea. So I spent the rest of the night going back and forth between my bed and the pot, whereupon the bathroom echoed my glad tidings of thunderous relief for everybody to hear.
Not the way I wanted to spend the last night of my convention. Especially when I had a five hour drive home in the morning. Thank God I managed to vacate everything before we left, and I didn’t have problems on the trip, but I’m still weak as a kitten right now. I slept most of the day off and on. And now I’m about to go back to bed again.
Food poisoning sucks.
Dairycon has come and gone and today we drive home. There will be a few more toys in the car than when we went. A few lesser dollars in our billfolds or bank accounts. And there will be the memories of another year spent with a hundred or so of our closest friends in the world.
I love weekends like this. And I’m going to love going back home and sleeping in my own bed as well. Few things remind me how much I love my bed like sleeping in a hotel bed for a night or two. 😉
So here’s the spending a weekend with friends. And here’s to getting back to our own comfy beds. 🙂
Today is Dairycon, a gathering of one or two hundred closest friends who love Transformers almost as much or more than I do. We are coming together in sunny Fond du Lac Wisconsin in the Cow Palace of the Fairgrounds. Yes. There is a bit of cow-themed humor in this convention.
I wonder what they would think of my copy of BattleCattle? I think I will bring it with me just to see what they think. Yes, I’m writing this before I go, so by the time you read this I will already be there. Prewriting and posting to the future is an interesting form of time travel. 😉
There will be dealers here selling Transformers toys. Other toys too, since we are mostly toy geeks. Mostly stuff from the 80s since that’s our jam. But mostly Transformers of all ages. I’ll be setting up a couple XBox 360s for gaming and watching Transformers movies and shows.
So if you’re in the area, come on by and check us out. We’ll be the middle-aged adults with a fair sprinkling of young kids thrown in walking around with a bunch of toys and child-like grins on our faces. 😉


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