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August 29, 2003
Dragon*con. I'm home. That's what it felt like, walking in to the Marriott today, the hotel that is science fiction as ray Bradbury said. It suddenly contained a universe populated by Klingons, stormtroopers, elves, fairies, and assorted other known and unknown beings from galaxies far, far away. Somewhere where I am - for a change - frighteningly normal by any and all standards. A place where we can all be kids again for a few hours or few days at the end of every summer. A place to eat, drink and be merry, but not to sleep. Not at Dragon*con.