Perrincon

Out of the frying pan of Philadelphia (for Eschacon) and into the fire of Michigan (for Perrincon). It’s been a grueling day, as you might expect, for the hard-core "Perrin-oids" (as we devoted followers of Dennis Perrin are called). Below is a picture typical of the group, as we sit, exchanging barbs, smacking our heads against the wall in frustration at the stupidity of the fools we seemingly have to suffer this election season. Is it only April?

 

I can’t tell you exactly how many of us there were, but it felt crowded in there.