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The Only News In The World Worth Mentioning:
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best cable access show! Produced right here in Raleigh, NC, it features
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interviews and shows by some of the most beautiful girls in the best strip
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bars. Despite attempts by the butthead fundamentalists to move his show from
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the 10pm slot to midnight, the city council backed down when Dan challenged
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them. PUT THIS SHOW ON YOUR TOWN'S PUBLIC ACCESS CHANNEL! For info, call
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the Sex Kittens Hotline at (919) 233-2999.
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This show airs on Wednesdays at >>10:00pm<< on Raleigh cable channel 10
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Buy these COMIX or die:
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**** Post Bros. #31 - Part 3, The Fearborn Thing - Ron and Russ confront the
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Fear monster. Ron makes a deal with it to free them, takes the blame for the
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earlier assassination, and they get paid. Rip Off Press, PO Box 4686, Auburn,
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CA 95604. Ask for the **new** summer catalog with tons of neat new stuff.
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** The Worlds of H.P. Lovecraft - "The Picture in the House" - story of
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the unaging cannibal hidden away in a remote New England valley. Lacks
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some of the intensity of the original text work, though. Caliber Press
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**** Ren & Stimpy #9, "Native Son" - Shipwrecked, they land on a South
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Seas island, where the natives wear Stimpy masks and worship him as a god.
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Nice references to "Apocalypse Now". Plus, Marlon Hoek & Jacques Stimpy
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do a undersea "Wild Kingdom" episode. One of their best issues in a while.
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**** Urban Legends #1, Dark Horse comics. Illustrated urban legends
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including the baby in the microwave, Rod Stewart's trip to the hospital,
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and more disgusting episodes by Bagge, Sala, and other artists.
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***** Wild Cartoon Kingdom #1 - Cartoon-oriented magazine. The cover story:
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The Ugly Truth behind Nickelodeon's Ren & Stimpy takeover, and how it is
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actually little more than part of a general hatred of all cartoons. That
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explains why cartoons have been so crappy for so long: the good stuff is
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destroyed by corporate goons. For anyone wanting an ugly look inside the
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heart of the Conspiracy, this accounting of the Ren & Stimpy tragedy is one
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of the best. Plus, a great Peanuts storyboard. Edited by Chris Gore of
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"Film Threat", the same (great) sick humor continues.
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NOTE: The original author of JM:SR has been found!!! and he has actually
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changed and continued the story! Wipe your neurons of the stories in the
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past 2 issues, and get ready, its....
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Jim Morrison: Space Ranger
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by T.Rev hin9@midway.uchicago.edu
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Part 1
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The shooting had stopped. The jungle quiet was disturbed only by
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the sound of huge mosquitos flying through the humid summer air. A
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full moon gave Morrison's face a ghastly pall as he reloaded his
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Tarantula 9000. The Tarantula was a fine weapon, a .50 caliber
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recoilless machine pistol of a type that would not be mass-produced
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for another twenty years.
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Damn. If only the Viet Cong patrol hadn't shown half an hour
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early. Damn. If only he hadn't gotten separated from his squad
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during the firefight. Damn. If only anything in the last eighteen
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hours hadn't happened. Damn.
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Morrison tried to clear his mind by concentrating on the gun. It
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was a prototype, a weapon he had rescued from the laboratories of a
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dead Ceylonese weaponsmith, and he hadn't been taking proper care of
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it. Now, the loading mechanism was jammed, and he didn't have the
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tools to repair it. He tried to improvise using his pocketknife,
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the one he'd picked up during the Doors' last tour, years before,
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but his hands were shaking so badly from malaria and hunger that he
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couldn't make any progress.
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He worked long into the night, slapping at the mosquitos that
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descended in clouds to drink the blood from his exposed arms and
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chest. He didn't notice the change in the moonlight as it drifted
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from silvery-white to blood-red, until the sound of inhuman voices
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nearby caught his attention.
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Even after decades of war, or perhaps because of them, there were
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things in Southeast Asia that men like Morrison were not meant to
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know. Morrison saw the moon, and knew he was in trouble.
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He sheathed the broken weapon and rose shakily to his feet. The
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voices were louder now. He turned and broke into a trot, trying to
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ignore the sick aching in his body. No use. After a few steps, he
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faltered, tripped, and fell. He rolled, trying to rise to his feet-
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-and he saw them. Black as tar, dripping wet, they were half the
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height of a man and twice as wide, and they were roaring like angry
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dogs, jaws opened wide and dripping foam. The first one grabbed him
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and tossed him into the air like a rag doll. He flew against a tree
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and felt his spine snap. The last thing he heard was gunfire.
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"What the hell were those things?"
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"No idea. Not important. Morrison is here, like the boss said."
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"Is he alive?"
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"Does it matter? Get him in the chamber and let's get back to
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base."
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Jim Morrison was dreaming. He dreamed that he was back on tour
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with the Doors, dropping acid, getting in trouble with the police.
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But, for all the sweetness and light normalcy, something was
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terribly wrong. Maybe it was the fact that all the police had blank
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silver panels where their faces should have been. Maybe it was the
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fact that Robbie Krieger kept changing color, like a badly tuned
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color TV. Maybe it was that the drugs he took the most were ones
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he'd never heard of. Something was wrong.
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Jim Morrison sat up in bed with a start, his body drenched in
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sweat and shivering uncontrollably. He felt terribly, violently
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ill. His bones ached as if there were sand in the joints. Every
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move of his eyes shot red lances of pain into the back of his skull.
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His gut twisted with intense nausea. Through the tears welling up
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in his eyes, he hazily saw a pipe and a lighter next to his bed.
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What the hell. Maybe there's something left in the pipe. With
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violently shaking hands, he took the smoking equipment from the
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nightstand and lit up the pipe.
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One puff and his agony dwindled to a vague uneasiness behind his
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temples. The second brought with it a sublime joy that had nothing
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to do with physical pleasure, as if Jim had touched the mind of God.
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"Shit! What's in that stuff?" he gasped, hastily replacing the
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pipe on the nightstand. As his vision cleared, he gave the room he
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was in a brief inspection. Aside from the bed and the nightstand,
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there was little in the rather cramped room. On the wall in front
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of him was a television screen, and to either side of him were large
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panels, doors perhaps. A low hum resonated through the room, and
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Morrison guessed that he might be on a ship or airplane.
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Morrison went through the mental stabilizing exercises he had
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learned during his visit to Tibet.
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Who was he?
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Jim Morrison.
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What was he?
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Once a poet, a philosopher, and a musician; now just a
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landless mercenary.
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Where was he?
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Not enough information; file away for the moment.
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When was he?
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The summer of 1974, he assumed; again, not enough
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information.
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What was the last thing he remembered?
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Dying.
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Jim got out of bed, his pain quite gone. What was in that pipe?
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He took stock of himself in the reflective surface of the television
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screen. He noticed the faint scars that ran from his temples back
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past his hairline, and the small metal plate behind his
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right ear. What happened to me?
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One of the panels slid silently open, and in the doorway stood
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Jimi Hendrix.
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Morrison should have been stunned. Instead, he only felt a vague
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echo of surprise. "Jimi!" exclaimed Morrison. "I thought..."
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"...I was dead? I could accuse you of the same thing, man. But,
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like," Jimi said, spreading his arms and smiling, "the simple fact
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is that I'm alive as you are." His smile seemed genuine, but there
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was something subtly wrong with the way he walked, something that
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didn't fit with friendly old Jimi. He walked like a jungle cat now,
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Morrison realized. Not knowing what to do with the insight,
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Morrison responded with a question.
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"How much is that?"
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"Uh, good question, man. Listen, I know you must have a lot of
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questions, but I'm not, like, the person to ask. The reason I came
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up here is to invite you to a jam session."
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Morrison was taken aback. "But, uh..."
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"Hey, calm down. You're safe right now, dig? Hold on a
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minute..." Jimi walked over to the TV screen. "Just like I
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thought, somebody left this turned off. The computer will explain
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everything," said Jimi as he touched a button. "I gotta run.
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Later." Jimi left the room.
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"Computer?"
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"Hi there!" said an unnaturally perky voice from the TV, as an
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abstract pattern flickered to life on the screen.
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"What the hell is going on?"
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"Oh, that's simple. You're on a spaceship."
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"A spaceship." Sure. Why not?
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"Yup! A spaceship. You're on tour, okay, on tour, with you and
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Jimi and Keith and everyone else!"
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"On tour."
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"Yeah!" continued the computer breathlessly. "And, um, also you
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gotta do some...special...things. For Bob."
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"Bob. Check."
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"Bob's the guy who owns this ship and he's the guy who saved you
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and Jimi and everyone else. So, that's the short version. Can you
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dig it, Jim?"
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"I guess."
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"Great! You have a gig tonight and you gotta come down and
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learn the set they're doing. Just follow the big blue dot!" On
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cue, a glowing electric blue sphere appeared, floating at waist
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level by the door.
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"Yeah. Sure."
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As he left, the lights in the ceiling went out, and the only
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illumination was provided by the eerie green glow of the pipe.
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Jim Morrison woke from a dream of formless shapes and impossible
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geometries. Blinking and squinting, he focused on the thing that
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had awakened him--a strobelike pulsing from the video unit that
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knifed through the darkness of the room. As he sat up in bed, the
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pulsing stopped, and was replaced by a message:
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GOOD MORNING MR. MORRISON. YOUR ATTENDANCE IS REQUESTED AT A
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MISSION BRIEFING. PLEASE PREPARE YOURSELF AND WHEN YOU ARE READY
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PLEASE FOLLOW THE BIG BLUE DOT.
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Morrison stared at it contemptuously.
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AS IF YOU CARED, THERE WILL BE COFFEE AND DOUGHNUTS AT THE
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BRIEFING. HAVE A NICE DAY.
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"Fuck off," Morrison said cheerily. Actually, he was feeling
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almost unnaturally good, considering how long he'd jammed with Jimi
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and the boys and how long they'd been drinking afterward. Just the
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faintest headache. It wouldn't do, however, to be polite to a
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computer.
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He got out of bed, stretched, and jumped into the shower.
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Several minutes later he was dressed and ready to leave the room.
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As he walked through the doorway, the blue light floated away from
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him, as if it was supposed to lead him somewhere. Shrugging his
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shoulders, he followed. It led him down several hallways, where he
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passed several men and women. The only one he recognized was Janis
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Joplin, but she didn't seem to recognize him, so he walked on. The
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light led him into an elevator that also seemed to know where to go,
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back out, and finally into a small auditorium.
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Jimi Hendrix was already there, in the front row, sitting next to
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a table on which strange guns and less identifiable objects were
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placed. Keith Moon was standing near the back, admiring a painting
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on the wall. Hendrix motioned Morrison over.
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"Hey, man," said Hendrix. "Sit and learn."
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"From what?" asked Morrison.
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"From that," Hendrix said, pointing at a large screen set into
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the front wall. The screen was dark.
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"It's dark, Jimi."
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"Yeah, uh, watch."
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Morrison squinted. "Is this one of those Zen questions?"
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Hendrix pondered the question. "No, uh, watch."
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Before Morrison could respond, the screen flickered to life. A
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face dominated the screen. The face was of a distinguished-looking
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man, blandly middle American, grinning, smoking a pipe. It was
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obviously a puppet of some sort. The lips moved. The voice was
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full and rich and tinged with arrogance, but had an artificial
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quality.
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Hendrix waved at the screen. "Hi Bob!"
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"Hi there. I'm sure you're wondering what I'd like you to do."
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"Yeah, like, tell us and we'll get with it, you know?" drawled
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Hendrix.
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Morrison quickly glanced over his shoulder to see what Moon was
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doing. Moon flashed him a tight-lipped smile and Morrison stared
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back at the screen.
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"Well, okay, I need you to get a rather special artificial
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intelligence from a research station on Sirius. Your cover, as
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usual, will be as the New Jimi Hendrix Experience."
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"Right, Bob." Moon approached the front of the auditorium.
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"Tell us where it is, I'll get us in, Jim and Jimi will take care of
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the guards. What else do we need?"
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"You're going to need an Archetype." The capital letter was
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audible.
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Moon hissed. "No, not Jerry! Damn you, Bob, too many people die
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when Cornelius is involved. Can't we do this without him?"
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"Without Jerry Cornelius, we'll never get it. We need him.
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That's the truth."
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"I'm pleased to hear it." Jerry's voice was sardonic as he
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entered the room rather theatrically and closed the door behind him.
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Jim Morrison looked him over. He was very tall, and that pale
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face, framed by the hair, resembled Morrison's own. His black eyes
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did not seem at all kindly.
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Jerry strolled toward the front of the auditorium. "This is
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heavenly. What a smashing way to finish. Or begin."
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Morrison's headache worsened.
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Hendrix searched through the pile of weapons and equipment on the
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table. He handed a small machine pistol and a battered plastic case
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with inscriptions in Japanese and English to Moon, and a chrome dart
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gun and a neatly folded black car coat to Jerry. For himself, he
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took a modified gauss rifle. Its complicated sighting mechanism was
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connected by a tangle of fiberoptic lines to a pair of silvered
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goggles that he hung around his neck. To Morrison, he handed a
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fragile-looking crystal and chrome gun, about the size of an AK-47.
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"What's this?" Morrison asked sullenly.
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"'Sa gun, luv," said Jerry. Morrison ignored him, stared at
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Hendrix.
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"What's this?" he repeated.
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"That's the best weapon we got on the ship, man. That's a
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Slampire V pulser. Use that on someone, you'll burn a hole in them,
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and they'll get the worst case of, like, bad karma you ever seen."
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Morrison hefted it. "What do I do with it?"
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Hendrix smiled happily. "Blow up the bad guys. Handles like an
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Uzi."
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Morrison thought a moment. Sure. He'd been a mercenary before.
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This Bob, whoever he was, saved Morrison's life. Why not? "What
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bad guys?"
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"Whoever Bob tells us to blow up."
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"Moral absolutism!" clucked Jerry. "Oh, dear. What will I ever
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do with you, Mr Hendrix?"
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"Hey, Bob? We got a trank for Oscar Wilde here?" asked Moon,
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gesturing toward Jerry.
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Bob ignored him. "So, gentlemen, and Jerry," he continued, "the
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full details of your mission can be found in the dossiers the
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computer is about to print out for you. You have one week to plan
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and prepare. Goodbye."
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And the screen went dead.
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--end of part 1--
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[Appropriate graphics here]
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SUNDAY JULY 4th, 1993
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INHALE TO THE CHIEF
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[Miscellaneous
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The 24th annual Washington D.C. hemp rally.
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(a white house tradition)
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graphics
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HIGH NOON
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all over
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LAFAYETTE PARK
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the page
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---and---
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in the
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The 1993 NORML CONCERT ON THE MALL
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hardcopy
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4pm - MIDNIGHT
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version
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23'rd & CONSTITUTION AVENUE, NW
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only]
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Featuring:
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Everything
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Blue Miricle
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Blind
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SEE-I
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and `special guests'
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SPONSORED BY THE FOURTH OF JULY HEMP COALITION
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Both events will feature speakers from across
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the hemp/marijuana movement.
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For more information, contact:
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The July 4th Hemp Coalition at (202) 363-0068
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or
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NORML at (900)-97-NORML
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=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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<blatant advertisment>
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D R A G O N * C O N
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& Atlanta Comics Expo
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America's Largest Annual Convention
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for fans of:
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Science Fiction
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Fantasy - Horror
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Games - Comics
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Film - Animation
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Art & Lots More
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July 16-18, 1993
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Atlanta Hilton
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Atlanta, Georgia
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Over 200 Featured Guests include:
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Ben Bova Clifford Stoll Huge Dealer's Room
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Robert Bloch Roy Thomas Art Show & Print Shop
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Terry Brooks Margaret Weis Amateur Video Festival
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Peter David Tracy Hickman Live Role-Playing
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Stan Lee and Writer's Workshops
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Brian Lumley Ren & Stimpy's Film Screenings & More
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Olivia Bob Camp &
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Keith Parkinson Bill Wray
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Fred Olen Ray and in concert: The Screamin' Lederhosen
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Dragon*Con/ACE '93 $40 for 3 days Atlanta Hilton (404) 659-2000
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Box 47696 membership at door Atlanta Hyatt (404) 577-1234
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Atlanta, GA 30362 Ramada Hotel (404) 659-2727
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Info: (404) 925-2813 This is a HToMC sanctioned event
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C O N V E N T I O N S
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July 2-4, 1993 (California, Northern)
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ANIME EXPO. Oakland Convention Center/Parc Oakland Hotel, Oakland, CA;
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(510)451-4000; rms $62 sngl, $69 dbl, $75 tpl, $81 quad. Guests: Scott
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Frazier, Hiroyuki Kitazume, Makoto Kobayashi, Michitaka Kikuchi. SF
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Convention with emphasis on Japanese Anime. Memb: $40 until 6/1/93, $45
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at door (no memberships accepted between 6/15 and 7/4). Info: anime
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Expo, c/o The Society for the Promotion of Japanese Animation, 2425 B.
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Channing Way, Suite 684, Burbank, CA 94704; email: shogun@sutro.sfsu.edu.
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July 2-4, 1993 (Indiana)
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INCONJUNCTION 13. Adam's Mark Hotel, Indianapolis, IN. GoH: David
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Drake; AGoH: Patricia Davis; TM: Arlan Andrews. Info: Inconjunction 13,
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Box 19776, Indianapolis, IN 46219; (317)839-5519.
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July 2-4, 1993 (Texas)
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TEX-TREK '93. Arlington Marriott & Arlington Convention Center, 1500
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Stadium Drive East, Arlington, TX 76011; (800)442-7275. Star Trek
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convention. Guests: Colm Meaney, Grace Lee Whitney, George Takei, Bjo
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Trimble, Walter Irwin, Shane Johnson, Lucy Synk, John Vornholt, Jamie
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Murray, more. Events include a breakfast with the stars (additional
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fee), Alien ambassador's ball (additional fee), live performances,
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masquerade, art auction, UFO seminars, games, contests, role-playing,
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pool parties, videos, filking, dealer's room and more. Memb: $35
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(children $15). Info: Tex-Trek '93, PO Box 353, Lillian, TX 76061.
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July 2-5, 1993 (Washington)
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WESTERCON 46. Red Lion, Holiday Inn, & Hilton Hotels, Bellevue WA;
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(206)455-1300; rms $85. GoH: Greg Bear; AGoH: George Barr; FGoHs: F.M.
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& Elinor Busby, Wally Weber, Wally Gonser; TM: George Alec Effinger.
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Memb: $45 until 5/31/93, $55 after; $20 supporting. Info: Westercon 46,
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Box 24292, Seattle WA 98124; (206)742-8943; email: wc46@kolvir.uucp,
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72450.2374@compuserve.com.
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July 9-11, 1993 (Colorado)
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IV-KHAN. Holiday Inn North, Colorado Springs, CO. GoH: John E. Stith;
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TM: Edward Bryant. Memb: $15 in advance, $20 at door. Info: IV-KHAN,
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c/o Penny Tegen, 2926 Valarie Cr.,Colorado Springs, CO 80917; (719)597-5259
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July 9-11, 1993 (Maryland)
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SHORE LEAVE 15. Marriott's Hunt Valley Inn, Hunt Valley, Maryland;
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(410)785-7000; rms $74. GoHs: Robin Curtis, Rene Auberjonois, Robert
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O'Reilly; FGoH: Bjo and John Trimble; Guests: Peter David, Brad
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Ferguson, Michael Jan Friedman, Bob Greenberger, Jacqueline Lichtenberg,
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Arne Starr, Howard Weinstein, Joan Winston. Memb: $40 (children $10),
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additional fees for various workshops. Mail-in registration deadline
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5/31/93, membership limited to 1500 people. Info: Shore Leave 15, P.O.
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Box 6809, Towson, MD 21285-6809; (410)821-5563 (24-hour infoline).
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July 9-11, 1993 (Massachusetts)
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READERCON 6. Worcester Marriott, 10 Lincoln Square, Worcester, MA;
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(508)791-1600; rms $70 sngl, $75 dbl/tpl, $80 quad, $125 suite. GoHs:
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Brian Aldiss, Judith Merrill; Spiritual Guest of Honor: H.G. Wells. SF
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convention devoted solely to books. No media, no customes. Memb: $23
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until 5/24/93, $30 after. Info: Readercon, PO Box 381246, Cambridge, MA
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02238; (508)643-2247.
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July 9-12, 1993 (Tennessee)
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LIBERTYCON 7. Comfort Hotel River Center, Chattanooga TN. GoH: Michael
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McCollum; SGoH: John Maddox Roberts; AGoH: Mark Fults; TM: Wilson "Bob"
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Tucker. Limited to 450 attendees. Memb: $25 to 6/15. then $35. Info:
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Libertycon 7, Box 695, Hixson TN 37343.
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July 16-18, 1993 (Georgia) DON'T MISS THIS ONE
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DRAGONCON '93/ACE '93. Atlanta Hilton and Towers, Atlanta, GA; rms $95
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sngl/dbl, $125 tpl/quad; (404)659-2000. Guest: Robert Bloch, Ben Bova,
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Terry Brooks, Nancy Collins, Roger Corman, Patricia Kennealy, Joe R.
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Lansdale, Stan Lee, Keith Parkinson, Clifford Stoll, Charles N. Brown,
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Steve Jackson, Brad Linaweaver, Julius Schwartz, Brad Strickland, many
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more. Sf convention including Locus Magazine Awards, Costume contest,
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Art Show, Dealer's Room, Video Room, Film Previews, Writer's Workshop,
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Medieval Combat Demonstrations, Dances, Role-Playing, Locus Awards
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Banquet, more. Memb: $35 until 6/14/93, $40 after. Info: Dragon Con
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'93, Box 47696, Atlanta, GA 30362-0696; (404)925-2813.
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July 16-18, 1993 (Pennsylvania)
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CONFLUENCE '93. Palace Inn, Monroeville (Pittsburgh), PA. Guests: John
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Barnes, John DeChancie, Julia Ecklar, Ted Reynolds, William Tenn, Kenneth
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VonGunden, Robin Wood, "Lan" Laskowski, more. Memb: $20 until 7/1/93, $25
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after. Info: Confluence '93,Box 3681,Pittsburgh,PA 15230-3861; (412)344-0456
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July 16-18, 1993 (Canada, Alberta)
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CONVERSION 10. Marlborough Inn, Calgary AB, Canada. GoHs: L. Sprague &
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Catherine Crook de Camp. Memb: C$40. Info: Conversion 10, Box 1088,
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Stn. M, Calgary AB T2P 2K9, Canada.
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July 16-18, 1993 (Canada, New Brunswick)
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KINGCON. Delta Brunswick Hotel, Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada.
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Memb: $20 in advance, $25 at door. Info: Kingcon, MPO Box 1212, Saint
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John, N.B. Canada E2L 4G7; email: brian.mcgee@acadiau.ca.
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July 23-25, 1993 (New Jersey)
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PHROLICON 9. Clarion Hotel, Rt. 73 at I-295, Mt. Laurel, NJ;
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(609)234-7300; rms $68, $78 with jacuzzi. GoH: Craig Shaw Gardner.
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Relaxacon featuring art show, dealer's room, filking, videos, gaming,
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more. Memb: $20 until 7/10/93, $25 after. Info: Phrolicon 9, P.O. Box
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42195, Philadelphia, PA 19101-2195.
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July 23-25, 1993 (New Jersey)
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DEXCON 2. Holiday Inn Jetport, 1000 Spring St., Elizabeth, NJ;
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(908)355-1700; rms $75. Gaming convention featuring live role-playing
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games. Memb: $28 until 7/5/93, $35 after; additional fees for live
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role-playing. Info: Dexcon, P.O. Box 3594, Grand Central Station, New
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York, NY 10163; (718)881-4575.
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July 23-25, 1993 (Wisconsin)
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CONGENIAL V. Quality Inn South, Madison WI; rms $51. GoHs: Phyllis
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Eisenstein, Fred Levy-Haskell, Steven Brust. Relaxacon. Memb: $20
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until 7/4/93, $25 after. Info: Congenial V, Box 44146, Madison WI
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53744-4146.
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July 23-25, 1993 (Canada, Ontario)
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TORONTO TREK VII. Regal Constellation Hotel, Toronto, Canada. Guests:
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George Takei, Barbara Hambly, Marina Sirtis, Julia Ecklar, more. Memb:
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C$35 until 6/30/93, C$40 after. Info: TORONTO TREK, Suite 0116, Box
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187, 65 Front Street West, Toronto, Ontario M5J 1E6 Canada;
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(416)699-4666.
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July 30-August 2, 1993 (Minnesota)
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MYTHCON XXIV. Minneapolis East Bank campus of the University of
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Minnesota - Twin Cities, Minneapolis, MN. GoHs: Jane Yolen, Carol
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Kendall; Keynote Speaker: Jack Zipes. Theme: Children's fantasy. Memb:
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$45 until 5/31/93, $50 after. Info: The Mythcon XXIV Committee, Attn:
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Joan Verba, Corresponding Entity, PO Box 1363, Minnetonka, MN 55345;
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(612) 292-8887 (David or Jo Ann); email: d-lene@vm1.spcs.umn.edu or
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d-lena@uminn1.bitnet or 70451.2545@compuserve.com.
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July 31-August 1, 1993 (Michigan)
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BACCHANAL 2. Lake Orion, MI. Relaxacon. Info: Bacchanal '93, Box 414,
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Lake Orion MI 48361; (313)693-5543.
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July 30-August 1, 1993 (Rhode Island)
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NECON 13. Bryant College, Smithfield RI. GoHs: Ellen Datlow, Gahan
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Wilson; AGoH: Rick Lieder; SGoH: Kathe Koja; TM: Matthew Costello; Memb:
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$160 sngl/ $142 per person dbl (includes room and meals), $35 commuters.
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Info: NECon, Box 528. E. Greenwich RI 02818; (401)823-3242.
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UNITY 93 ATTRACTIONS
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Saturday July 3, 1993 o Unique multi-level dance platforms
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8:00pm-8:00am o Virtual reality screen
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o 120 foot long by 1-1/2 story high stage
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World Wide Info: 1-800-265-3091 o Crave dancers
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Or in Metro Toronto: (416)631-4666 o The high energy super-fruity smart bar
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o Concession stands and merchandise
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OVERVIEW o Hot and cold food
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o Ambient chill-out rooms and a green room
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150 Kilowatts of 3D matrix surro o Fireworks
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Biggest Light Show in North America o Fruit and citrus bar
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three 20W multicoloured 3-D lasers o Glow-sticks
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State of the art computerized visuals
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o $22.50 in advance <--- strongly advised
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o $27.00 at the door or at the double decker bus meeting point.
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o Bussing services from out of country/Hotel accomodation at reduced cost
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call, leave name and information, will call back.
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