And then Ultron and Ultron attacked Data, though the Ultrons ended up mostly trying to conquer each other, and it turned out whatever the regular inhabitants were, a whole mutliverse of actual originals had a tendency to stop by.
And then I was running around trying to persuade cosplayers they were in real danger from these real multiverse travelling supervillains, and funnily enough I was not getting anywhere, so it was for a whole long stretch just one of those dreams where everyone ignores the fire alarm.
And then there was breakfast, and the random reshuffling of people there, and ending up at a table with 'Uncle Bester' in a B5 ground pounder uniform that still somehow left you in no doubt who he was. So dream me quietly left.
On to the next con hotel.
That was the country F&SF cons made, and for all its many appeals, wow was it stressful.
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