Ode to Dragon*Con 2009
by ‘a girl named ed’
My dear Dragon*Con another convention has ended
So here is a little ode for those who I’ve befriended
I left my home on a sunny Thursday morning
Was then attacked by my luggage without a fair warning
Skinned 6 inches off my left arm without even a holler
And got a bruise on my right the size of an old silver dollar
Then off to Atlanta, my arms were a-throb
I rolled 100,000 miles on the mountain in my trusty car, ‘Bob’
Arrived without incident to the Hilton infernal
And registered quickly, my passes eternal
Met up with SGMT in our Marriot track room
And thus began the weekend of *con stinky fume
Friday started with no sleep at all
Panel #1 was exclusively Paul
He made us all laugh while alone he did reign
All because Joe apparently had missed his plane
Collin, Gary, and Ben’s panel caused fits and starts
Collin’s mind was stuck on jokes about vaginas and farts
While Gary seemed to suffer from severe potty mouth
Ben was just glad to be back with 'his people' in the south
Stargate interactive went off without a hitch
Even my husband showed up and didn’t bitch!
*Con stink began early with no doubt to chance
WTF’s wrong with soap and a change of underpants
Saturday started again with no sleep being had
I think traveling for me might be kinda bad
My stupid arm had developed an allergy to latex
Mel got me fixed up by the vampire nurse execs
A costume, a contest, another Supergate meeting
Rachael was late but on the phone for a greeting
When she did finally made it Rachael was forced into song
Something Joe tried on Sunday which was totally wrong
We met Rex Reeb and his wife, both such a pleasure
With their fabulous gate, a grandiose treasure
At Midway games McKay & Alli outdid themselves
With McKay’s lab, his ZPM and their excellent helper elves
A late night people watch trip with Cali as Sarah
I had a hard time remembering I was on planet Terra
In the wee hours of Sunday finally sleep I did claim
Then down the elevator and to the walk of fame
McKay being strangled by a menacing Joe
I opted for Paul’s line then to Dwight Shultz I did go
Stole a stash of interactive leftover colored band aids
And turned my arm into a rainbow bandage parade
Day 3 of Supergate took us to the Hyatt
Once again the cast were a laugh riot
Out the back door and off to the auction event
Paul showed us all up with his hot Scottish accent
Rex’s gate which we loved though we’d barely said hi
Before it left to go home with the plushie blue fish guy
The Husband won me an autographed F-302
And in case I haven’t told you enough husband, I really love you!
Alzheimer’s Association was our charity plea
Something that killed my grandmother then mother & will someday kill me
By late Sunday night, we hit our auspicious goal
And by Monday morning we were on a roll
Monday is always a little bit saddening
The weekend is over, the packing is maddening
To Judy some happy birthday wishes
I hope you got some hot birthday kisses
We raised over $16,000 in just 4 days
60% of the total, the con was amazed
We wanted the final Supergate panel to end a bit slower
Paul answered for Jason who was both drunk and hung-over
A few last panels, a few waves goodbye
It’s funny how the weekend time seems to fly
At the end of it all the SGMT staff said thanks
For running and jumping and enduring some pranks
But they are mistaken in a most oblivious way
Because it’s me who owes them thanks for letting me play
A quick adieu then back over the mountain with ‘Bob’
Getting whiffs of dragon*con stench strong enough to make me sob
Home to a sick cat and sick husband, oh shit-I mean, oh brother
I threw beef flavored antibiotics at one and Nyquil at the other
A long shower to remove the stench of the con-stink so nasty
I found my arms and legs covered in new bruises one was quite ghastly
So thank you to Jen, and Jamie, to Sandy and RJ
And thank you to James and Sorcha, to Wickky and 'Mckay'
You and the other volunteers made this great con
And without you it would have been quite a yawn
Lest we forget our humorous guests who we hate to see go
A special thanks to Paul, and Rachael, to Jason and Joe
Thanks to Claudia and Ben to Collin and to Gary
I hope you didn’t find the costuming too scary
A final special thanks to smelly Dragon*Con
I hope I can remove your stench from my clothes before they spawn
Don’t worry Dragon*Con next year is numbered 2010
And I’ll be back and ready to do it all over again!