"What's this all about, do you know?" asked Reese. "We're takin' a TRIP!" I snorted. "We're going to Virginia for the weekend!" Reese blinked at me. "Virginia? What the hell is in Virginia? A bunch of freaks?" I laughed. "You're close, it's for a convention..." Grumbling, Reese curled up and went back to sleep. I stayed awake, winking at people as they passed us on the highway.
Dent trying to work up some steam of his own. |
A little while later, we found our rent-a-castle. HOLIDAY INN read the sign out front. There was some confusion going on outside; they were refacing the outside with stone vaneer so there was a lot of construction going on. But we were able to go on and check in. After we got our bags and everything up to the room, Scratch and Dent went exploring and I set up her laptop. (free wi fi! Yummy!)
I have to say that I am very proud of Scratch. She doesn't normally do real well in crowded places. Something about "people invading her bubble", whatever that means. I think having Dent and myself there helped though. Some folks remarked on how well behaved I was. (well, yeah? I'm housebroken. I don't break houses.) I even managed to save Scratch from some evil woman dressed as a cemetary angel.
I said, "GO AWAY before I fly up and POOP ON YOUR HEAD." Scratch was not amused. |
At any rate, we had lots of fun at Mysticon. Scratch is actually thinking of going back, next year.... hopefully I'll be able to sneak into the car again :)
--Mort
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