Mo*Con III Recap of sorts

I'm a bit late, yes. So here's the recap for Mo*Con III Day One.

I have no photos. You'll have to visit other people for that (see links below.)

Here's how things have been lately. The first part of the monthe, we were dog/housesitting for a friend. Phil Checked in on our house to find 4 feet of water in the basement cellar and the a/c-furnace, water heater, and water softener ruined. Now we need to install back-up sump pump and seal cellar. However, we couldn't do that last weekend because I've had Mo*Con III on my calendar since the end of Mo*Con II. And Dark Harvest was releasing. So our wonderful friends offered up their guest room until we could get things under control and we haven't been to our home other than to check on things since the beginning of June.

Phil was supposed to get off a bit early on Friday the 13th, he had a chiropractor appointment and then the plan was to head to Indy. Except he got off late. And we almost missed the appointment. And we fought. Not to mention the fact that my thyroid meds had to be changed and I'm still terribly messed up in all ways. I think I've been prone to even more varied mood swings right now than normal. God help us when I go through menopause.

So we're fighting on the way down to Mo*Con and Phil pulls over at some rest area and hugs me, tells me he loves me, and assures me he is not going to dump me there until I get my shit straight. God has blessed this man, let me tell you.

And from what I've been reading, we're not the only ones who experienced problems on the way to Indy. Matt Cardin missed his flight when Mapquest took him to a non-existent airport. Gary Braunbeck and Lucy Snyder had storms of the rain variety. I think Doug Warrick had some snafu as well. Maybe more. We all seem to have a bit of the curse.

Finally, we get to The Dwelling Place and unload the massive amounts of food we prepared for the weekend. I said hi to some of my IHW peoples and introduced Phil, who had been to this point, my imaginary husband.They finally know he's real. First Sara and Bill Larson. Then Tiffany Proctor.

Sara and Maurice prepared wonderful Chicken Marsala for dinner. Poor Sara. I think she'll not want to eat chicken again for quite awhile. Click below to read her story.

Jerry Gordon and his beautiful wife, Jill, then came in with more beer than I've ever seen in a church. Okay, I've never seen beer in a church. And Phil's more than happy to take a cold Heineken (and I don't blame him) and I wanted wine. Phil, ever patient man that he is, finished a beer, rinsed his bottle out and poured me a wine.

We'd brought a box of white wine, but the box disintegrated in the cooler, so we had a bag. And y'know, it didn't look all that pleasant. Plus, I can't drink wine out of a regular glass. Or a Styrofoam cup. But the beer bottle worked.

Lucky for me, Phil has taken up smoking cigars on occasion and someone was sharing. I didn't have to go out into the heavy cottonwood air at all. I got to stay inside listening to my new favorite band, Mother Grove. I was disappointed, though, that no one danced. We had beer in a church, why not dance? However, by the end of the night, I danced. And the fiddle player, Laura, joined me. Thank God someone had it in them. I might not be the best dancer in the world, but I love to do it and I don't really care what people think.

To be continued...




Enjoy some other views of Mo*Con III

Maurice Broaddus
Maurice: Mo*Con III.2
Sara Larson
Jerry Gordon: The Search For Mo
Mark Rainey: Mo News is Good News
Jason Sizemore, Apex Publications: Mo*Con III No Country for Old Men
Matt Cardin
Kim Paffenroth
Lucy Snyder
Tiffany Proctor
Nick Mamatas
Doug Warrick