Multiverse Meet - November 24-26, 1995
From: [email protected]
Subject: Multiverse meet report for a.t.r-d Web page.
FOR ANY INTERESTED PARTIES, A NICE REPORT ABOUT MULTIVERSE.
November 24-26, 1995.
'Twas the night before Multiverse, and out on the street
The Dwarfers had gathered for a pre-party meet...
Six a.t.r-ders/listers met in Melbourne on Friday, ready for a night of
wild, *wild* partying; SO, we had a meal and saw a movie. Ragers R Us.
I turned up to the street corner gathering place to meet Alsion Campbell,
Miffy Coghill, Jim Richards, James Churchill and Richard Boyle. The
advantage was mine, all mine, as I knew at least what Jim, Miffy, Alsion
and James looked like from their Web pictures. After I introduced myself
and established that they hadn't really been looking for a skutter, we
decided to move off in search of food, especially as Jim was becoming
increasingly worried as to how long it would be before someone of
lascivious intent might appear and ask how much for all six of us. The
obligatory Indian restaurant search accomplished, we were ready to
eat, perchance to taste. Alsion with her compulsion for order, insisted
we sit boy-girl around the table, and we then proceeded to vindaloo and
tikka and mourn/cheer the absence of our friend Sardy who we'd been
teasing all week with our meet plans. Ha ha. Still, some people prefer
to go to Queensland, rather than to Melbourne for Multiverse -- can't
THINK why... ;-) Food done, we made haste to the cinema for Johnny
Mnemonic. Second-saddest occurrence of the night: by accident, we
sat in the cinema again in boy-girl order, and also in age order --
James (18), Miffy (19), Richard (21), Alsion (23), Jim (23) and me (28).
This of course led to the *saddest* occurrence of the night, which was
that Alsion actually *noticed* this, and took great pains to point it
out to the rest of us. Well, what can we expect from someone who has
trouble spelling her own name... ;-) Johnny Moronic was about that --
actually it was quite entertaining as far as it went though Keanu is
definitely at his best in close-up and mouth SHUT. The best acting
by far was by the player of the character of Jones...anyone seeing the
movie will no doubt agree. And to save others the anguish of trying
to figure out where they've seen Love Interest before, she was the
older woman anthropology teacher that Brandon had an affair with in
Beverly Hills 90210 (not that I watch that show every week without
fail or anything like that, oh no no no). And of course a bloody fish
reference in the movie, just to remind us that there's no escape from
Nadine. All up the movie's worth a look, especially for the *drool*
factor which is ten out of ten!!! After a brief stop at the Charles
Dickens Tavern (English-style pub and site of many a Victorian Red
Dwarf bender) for fuel in the form of fermented vegetable products,
we exploded into Alsion's house and proceeded to try not to fall
asleep in front of the TV. I had a copy of Smeg Outs for us to watch,
and it was with some trepidation that I saw this precious tape of
mine, which I'd paid $50 for (yes I've got more money than sense, and
you can all assume -- correctly -- that I'm not a rich person), placed
inside a video player that had to have a cooling fan directed onto it
in case it decided to "do funny things". Happily, it survived, and we
saw the Smeg Outs safely. Now, Alsion and I both thought we recognised
a Face (else a doppelganger from a parallel universe) in the Dimension
Jump footage -- someone also in the Forbidden Planet signing photo
maybe? Come on, own up! We're curious people (that's true however
you want to read it, innit?). Not too long after this I made my escape
back to my own flat and left the others to It. For a precise definition
of It, wait for the others' reports with bated breath! ;-)
'Twas the day of the party, a clear sunny morn
Off I staggered to Multiverse, stifling a yawn...
(Or several hundred yawns; two hours isn't enough sleep for me, what
a wimp.) I met Miffy who was with someone called Daniel Schubert;
I wondered where Richard had got to...perhaps there was a DNA modifier
involved somewhere 'cos I never did see the two of them together...
Anyways, about 150 dedicated Red Dwarf, Babylon 5 and Star Trek fans
turned up for the Gazpacho Soup Day party (happy GSD everyone!). Lucky
me got to sit at the entrance table and take money from people -- a
dangerous job but somebody had to do it! The rest of the intrepid
a.t.r-d group dragged themselves in mid-morning, and James immediately
made a beeline for the RD merchandise table, threw lots of money at the
vendor and turned himself into a walking badge collection. All in all,
Multiverse was deemed a small but lively success; I think we're having
one again next year so see you there (and this means YOU Nadine, NO
excuses!). The video programme included stuff of the nature of Red Dwarf,
X-Files, MST3K, Babylon 5 and even Lost In Space; something for everyone,
even the biggest Dibbleys. James Churchill had a successful day, winning
third prize in both the Mastermind competition *and* the Tongue Tied
karaoke! Other events of the day included a costume competition, in
which first and third places went to very fashionably-dressed Cats and
second place was won by a rank outsider in the form of a very good
Kerr Avon; and a Blankety-Blanks (science fiction style), which
comprised of such gems as --
Q: (Mission Impossible) Your mission, Jim, should you choose to
accept it, is to BLANK.
A: Castrate Wesley Crusher (another answer also involved Wesley-
torture; but let's face it, it's what we *all* want to see).
Q: Daleks are chasing you. They are screaming, "You will be
obliterated! You will be exterminated! You will be BLANK!"
A: Subjected to endless reruns of Earth 2 (faced with that,
obliteration and extermination start to look like *damn* good options!).
Our charity auction was a huge success, raising in excess of $800 for
Amnesty International, and $300 for the Royal Children's Hospital. The
top-price item of the day was a Red Dwarf Mystery Box which went to
Jim Richards. I picked up a Gunmen Of The Apocalypse T-shirt
(discontinued design) for $100 -- problem is I'm going to have to wear
it sparingly 'cos for that price I might be too afraid to wash it! I
must thank the other a.t.r-ders, who were barracking for me during my
bidding, and even looking at pitching in some of their money for me if
needed. Huggles, guys! :-) Of course there were some weird auction
items... The complete cinema CD soundtrack to Star Trek: Generations
went for $15 -- of course it's absolutely USELESS on a standard CD player,
but if the purchaser ever buys his own cinema then he's in for a treat!
And sad for Mel Gibson and Jodie Foster, but an "autographed" Maverick
poster sold for three dollars with the assurance that the auctioneer rip
it into three pieces, which he promptly did with great gusto! Lastly,
obscure forms of currency came into play with the bidding for one item
going thusly: "$25!" "Oh, shit!" "$27!" "You bitch!" "$30!" So, for
anyone who's ever used the expression "It isn't worth shit!", we now know
you were talking 26 Australian dollars! ;-) One person that none of you
knows, but who deserves a mention, was our emcee Siggy, from Sydney.
He's a funny guy and an aspiring stand-up comedian, so one day when he's
famous you can say you heard of him here first! Or alternatively, if
looking to blame someone for creating him, it was Hattie Hayridge! He met
her at ComedyCon in Sydney last year and she encouraged his comedic
inclinations. He especially got a big laugh with the following variation
on the old "My dog has no nose!"-"How does he smell?"-"Terrible!" joke
(now, use your imaginations) --
Siggy: "Ever notice how on Star Trek, Klingons never laugh? Ever?
Makes you wonder what a Klingon stand-up comedian would be like,
eh? [Puts on Lt. Worf voice and expression] My dog has no nose.
I bit it off. That was a joke. You will laugh. NOW!"
Had us ROFL! Er, what? Well...guess you had to be there...
Anyways, that was it for Multiverse 1995. I had a great time, hope the
others did too (not that I saw too much of them, having to WORK and all
that -- hey, it's just so tragic when you have to get up much much
earlier on a weekend than on a workday, even for such a worthy cause --
I'll need to read their reports to find out how their day went!).
Another trip to the Charles Dickens Tavern, for tea and more fermented
vegetable products...Alsion now worrying that my Fan Club friends
think our a.t.r-d group is strange (I suppose she's got a point, having
been told that the group seem like Tasmanians -- I can't even begin to
guess at the reasoning behind this label!). I unfortunately had to leave
at this point, regretfully declining Alsion's suggestion of a pub crawl
around the Tavern (literally around the Tavern; there are Monopoly board
street names on the walls which means never having to leave the pub and so
no danger of waking up on Mimas as Emily Berkenstein, wearing a lady's
pink crimplene hat and yellow fishing waders!). So while I was collapsing
at home, Alsion, Miffy, Jim, James and Daniel moved on to other, wilder,
drinking establishments, played air hockey, hijacked a bus, discovered
gold in them thar hills and danced naked in the streets (or maybe not, I
don't know 'cos I wasn't there so I'm just making something up until I
get to read their reports of what really happened; bet it's not half as
interesting as what I could invent though)... ;-)
'Twas the day after Multiverse; I'm lying abed
With a cold in my chest and a pain in my head...
Sunday for me was a bit of a no-brainer (usually I try and reserve those
for workdays) 'cos I succumbed to my cold I'd been fighting all weekend.
So I sat home and wallowed in illness and self-pity while the other
a.t.r-ders wandered hither and thither around Melbourne doing touristy
things and just getting up to general mischief. They did come around
in the afternoon and we watched the Bottom episode with Robert
Llewellyn and Lee Cornes in, and also Mac McDonald's 60 seconds of
almost-fame in Aliens: Special Edition. Then I was wondering what
was happening when I saw Jim apparently cosying up to Alsion --
well, he was just reading the Red Dwarf Log No. 1996 over her shoulder;
no juice there! Then the guys said Toodly-pipski, Farewell and Amen (or
words to that effect) and bogged off back to Austria. Actually they
didn't, I was just checking to see if anyone's paying attention or has
even bothered to read this far. If you have, congratulations. You win
my gratitude, a fish earring that I can't stand, and a little box that
goes "vzzt" (just what you've always wanted). So now I'm finished
and I can't think how to sign off, so I'll just say same Dwarf time,
same Dwarf channel for reports (I hope) from Miffy, Alsion and Jim
(well they said they would, anyway); and here are a few utterances
from us that just stuck in my mind...
Alsion: [Who has got a watch, to Jim, who hasn't] So, you're just
going to use me as a timepiece, are you?
Jim: That'll do for a start!
Me: If my T-shirt's too big I'll have to wear it as a nightie, and
that'll be the closest I'll get to sleeping with Chris Barrie.
Miffy: I like the idea of putting Chris Barrie on as I go to bed...
(Hell, don't we all, eh Nadine?)
Alsion: Sting's so cute. [Sigh] All these people I want to bonk
and I'll never get the chance...
Yep, rather worrying theme to those quotes... Quotes by permission,
or if not then it's late, I'm tired, and I'm not responsible for my
actions!
So, thanks guys! Same time next year!
Annette.
:-) :-)
From: [email protected] (Jim Richards)
Subject: Multiverse meet version 2 ...
Date: 10 Jan 1996 14:03:35 +1100
'We came, we saw and we were disgusted'
'Welcome to hell'
Comments from watching Red Dwarf USA ...
Anyway, here is the report to end all reports ... version 2
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M U L T I V E R S E
25th November, 1995, Gazpacho Soup Day ...
Melbourne, land of soy milk and honey ...
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The following report has been modified to exaggerate the funny bits.
The real names of the characters have been changed, except for the
really embarrassing bits, especially you James. And anyone else the
authors could think of to pick on.. :-)
But first, some warnings. Some of this is written in strine. Some
footnotes have been added when the authors think the phrasing could be
incomprehensible. here are also some instances of use of legal drugs.
All those under age, avert thine eyes..
Friday, 23rd of November ...
THE AIRPORT
Hmm, well Mr Grumpy got on a plane and flew to Melbourne. The flight
took 1 hour and 9 minutes which was interesting because the flight back took
52 minutes. And the flight down was running late, which is interesting
because the flight back was running late as well. Perhaps there must have
been a time hole effect or a while hole spewing out time to cause this.
Once he arrived, he did find that neither Alsion or Miffy were waiting with
anticipation for him to get off the plane. Nor where they at the luggage
collection point.
This was due to several reasons.
1. A lab meeting that went _40 minutes_ overtime (like how much can
you talk about PCR??[1])
2. People who kept phoning Alsion in the morning (Mr Grumpy, Miffy)
when Alsion was trying to work so she _wouldn't_ be late.. :-)
3. Alsion forgot that 5pm Friday is peak hour traffic, specially when
you're driving out of Melbourne towards Geelong.. oops..
Still, Miffy and Alsion did the maximum possible speed (about 40kph for a
Datsun 200) and got there finally.. :-)
They were in fact about 45 minutes late. So the stressed little Mr
Grumpy searched all through his luggage to find Alsion's home and work
number. It was in fact discovered sitting on his desk when he returned to work
on the Monday. Anyway, Alsion was finally spotted and they went out to find
Miffy, not knowing what she had gone to do ... that is, park the car or
drive around endlessly waiting for Mr Grumpy and Alsion to return ...
The bit I liked was Jim mixing up my street and suburb name when trying
to look it up.. :-)
From the airport it was to Alsion's home to drop the stuff and return to
the train station to find James. And the last time Alsion saw her house mates
for four days. Not bad, considering.. :-)
THE TRAIN STATION
And the journey thereto..
Back through the peak hour smog we went, battling the traffic and
generally annoying people by doing lots of illegal things. Amongst the
most annoying was stopping (while the traffic was moving) to take a
picture of a broken down Mercedes :-) and doing a highly illegal U-turn
in front of a tram. This was also dangerous, but hey, that's the way we
live.. *tongue out of cheek..* Mr Grumpy and Alsion then left Miffy to park
the car (a recurring theme this) while we ran off to find James..
The train carrying James, from it's 10 hour trip rolled onto platform 1 on time.
Sort of. It was actually 5 minutes late.. :-) Well, close enough.
Which is quite surprising when you think about it. Why can trains
that roll around the Sydney system manage to be 10 minutes late for a 1 1/2
hour trip, but be on time for a 10 hour trip through two states of
Australia and 980 kilometres?
Because (a) they don't have to stop to let other trains go by and (b) the
announcements for them are comprehensible and don't involve getting
translators for the crew.. :-)
Anyway, we found him easily enough. He was the one wearing the Red Dwarf
badge. Something he never seemed to remove the whole weekend. A shame
really, some of us wish he had ...
And it was back to Alsion's place to drop more stuff off and then to the
tram[2]. Now trams are a novelty to a Sydney person. But they were fun.
Apparently waiting for a tram can be annoying, so in order to pass the time
Alsion proceeded to inform us that to bring a tram along you just made the
tram mating signal of 'ding, ding' over and over again. Well, Mr Grumpy
did and lo and behold one came. Now the other thing about trams that were
interesting was that a) They stop for you without having to signal for
them, and b) the traffic must wait for them when dropping off or picking up
passengers. Mr Grumpy was quite surprised at this ...
MEETING THE OTHERS AT A STRANGE CORNER IN MELBOURNE
Now, since Mr Grumpy doesn't know Melbourne all that well he entrusted his
life and well being to the two tour guides of Alsion and Miffy. Down one
street, around the next until a street corner with a distinctive shop was
found. So distinctive that Mr Grumpy can no longer even remember the name
of it ... It was King and Godfrees, a well known bottle shop on Lygon St.
First of all, one of Alsion's friends Richard was there.
And very hyper-active he was too. He'd just finished riding in the PUSH,
a monthly event where lots of cyclists gang up on peak hour traffic and
annoy the shit out of cars by making them stop even though the lights are
green. The cars of course can't take revenge cos there are too many
cyclists ...
The we waited, and waited and waited ... finally Mr Grumpy noticed a person
of the female sex on the other side of the road looking at the group rather
oddly. It was mentioned to the rest of the group and it was voted upon that
this must be El Skutto. It was also this time the we discovered that Alsion
had never actually me El Skutto IRL before. As she approached she walked up
to us and introduced herself as El Skutto. Which was really good as we would
have been rather embarrassed if it was not her.
It was funny that. Alsion only realised that she had no idea what Annette
looked like when we arrived at the corner. After she came up and
correctly identified all of us, Alsion realised that we were all (except
Richard) wearing the same clothes as we had on in the Sydney meet photo.
Scary - we seriously need to go shopping guys ...
QUEUES AND VINDALOOS
We proceeded to move towards a student food place that was rather full, and so
after 20 minutes or so of waiting it was decided an Indian restaurant would
be a better bet. Since there was one that we could drop into on the way to
the Cinema, this was decided as a safe bet.
Lucky that .. Out tour guide, Alsion had never been there before and only
noticed it the day before..
Luckily it was empty. Well, empty enough for us to have a table. The only
thing of note from dinner was that we sat in boy/girl order as requested by
Mr Grumpy and that we didn't actually buy any booze before hand. So we risked
a giraffe of house white wine. Or two ...
We had a vindaloo in respect of Dave Lister, last human barely alive. Mind
you it was quite hot and caused severe repercussions the next two days to
Mr Grumpy's internal organs. It was a good vindaloo ... could have been hotter
for some of the other hardy souls like Alsion ...
After this, 4/6 of us were willing to forego the movie in order to go to
the pub. Mr Grumpy and Richard, on the other hand, were becoming increasingly
desperate to see the movie (didn't you like the wine, guys?) and so made
us leave, after first paying of course! Mr Grumpy, as befits tradition, was
put in charge of collecting the money and paying the nice guy who was
running the place. Then off we headed into the city, only pausing
briefly to replenish our cash stocks and gaze into the windows of
MovieWorld and Minotaur..
JOHNNY MNEMONIC
All of us had to unfill at this point, and sure enough, we all lost each
other and had to spend part of the ads (almost the best part really)
finding each other again, and then finding seats..
With out spoiling the film, one comment that was made was that Kenau Reves
was good only up to the part where he opens his mouth. That is because in the
first scene he is mostly naked. mm..Keanu..mmm :-)
Anyway, Mr Grumpy made sure nether Alsion or El Skutto drooled too much during
the movie, which of course had several fish references ...
Although Alsion insists that both she and El Skutto were extremely restrained
in their drooling..
GREAT BOOZE UP
The bar we settled on, after walking for what seemed like an eternity
through Melbourne was the one that the Melbourne dwarfers usually hang out
at. Why, I don't know ... they just do ...
Well, it's called the Charles Dickens, it has an english theme (funny
that) and english type stuff. Fortunately it also has Bundaberg Rum..
Mr Grumpy and Alsion went to the bar to get some drinks. Now being a Sydney
person, he did what he usually does and order 2 reds, one for James and one
for himself. The bar maid goes to the end of the bar, and returns with two
red wines[3]. Hmm, this thing called Victoria was going to take some
getting used to. The other thing about drinking in Victoria is that they
only have Midi's to drink from. None of these 425 mLs that everyone else can
use. Sad, sad, sad is all Mr Grumpy can say ...
Well what's even sadder is that Mr Grumpy was _still_ a Cadbury[4] even on
the Midis!!
HOME
After the booze, we went back to Alsion's place. By this time the trams
that went past her place had stopped running so we decided that we would
cat one that went almost all the way, and we would only have two blocks to
walk. Well, two blocks is what Alsion told us ... what she really meant was
two tram stops. Which equates to about 5 blocks. And we are not talking about
the small blocks you sometimes find around, but bloody huge ones ...
anyway, we eventually made it back to Rennie street alive ...
Although Alsion's comment about it was "Wimps.. they weren't _that_ big!!"
RED DWARF, SMEG OUTS, THE CHICKEN SONG AND A DODGY VIDEO PLAYER
Once settling down in front of the idiot box all of us, for this included Mr
Grumpy, Alsion, El Skutto, Richard, Miffy and James ... we watched an
episode of Red Dwarf ...
We then watched El Skutto's new purchase of Smeg Outs which cost her $50,
which was probably more then what the video player we were using cost[5]. It
required a cooling fan in order to function properly[5]. To which El Skutto was
rather concerned about her new purchase. It survived, well at least we think it
did ... and then we watched Spitting Images which had Grant Naylor as writers
and Chris Barrie doing voices. The most memorable part to come out of this
was of course the Chicken Song. Which will not, and the author stresses
this, repeat no matter how many chickens are held hold in the air or stuff deck
chairs up our noses will it be repeated here ...
At about 3am, it was decided that sleep would be a good idea, especially
for Richard (who had already fallen asleep during SmegOuts - no mean feat
considering how loudly we were laughing), for Miffy who had to pick up
Daniel from Adelaide at some ungodly time in the morning, and of course
for Skutto who was meant to be organising Multiverse in the morning.. so,
at about 4.30am, after listening to all the nice birdies begin their
days, we drifted off into slumberland..
Saturday 25th November, Gazpacho Soup Day
PAINFULLY EARLY
6am ... now, we are talking early here ... considering Mr Grumpy didn't
get to sleep until the birds started chirping for the new day, the alarm
Miffy had set decided it was a good time to go off. And it did. In order to
make sure Miffy was *really* awake, Mr Grumpy want over to where she was
sleep and shook her a few times, well okay ... violently shook her until
she pleaded for him to stop ...
She then left to pick up Shu, her friend form Adelaide.
He then went back to sleep. And of course Alsion, who was sleeping in a
different room, was totally oblivious to this ...
At around 8.30 Alsion woke up. When she managed next to focus her eyes enough
to see the clock clearly it was 9am. Funny how it does that.. 9am!! that
was when Multiverse started!!! We were missing it!!! She leapt from her bed,
ran out and woke up Mr Grumpy and James. In record time we were
dressed and standing at the tram stop..
ANOTHER TRAM TRIP
Another tram trip into Melbourne Uni. Nothing interesting here. Not at all.
Discussed SmegOuts. Still reckon there's someone in the DJ section who
was in the photo.. please own up, Skutto and Alsion would really like to know..
MULTIVERSE: VIDS AND PRIZES AND AUCTION AND FOOD AND LOTS OF MONEY
Well, we watched videos, like Red Dwarf USA (which was interesting) and
some X-Files and Babylon 5.
For quotes see above..
James and Miffy got up and were tongue tied. It was won by a guy named
Ben. He was dressed in a nice green Rimmer costume that his Gran had
made. Way cool. His mum and a south African exchange student were there
too..
We spent money. (The most being by Mr Grumpy who paid $125 for the Red Dwarf
mystery box) ... James bought all the Red Dwarf club badges and wore them ...
all of them ... we heard jokes like:
Klingon Stand Up Comedy
"My dog has no nose. I bit it off. You _will_ laugh. Now."
And that Start Trek:Voyager is really a large toilet seat in space.
Merchandise was bought. James bought a Red Dwarf t-shirt, and admitted to
the rest of us that it was the first item of clothing he had ever bought.
James, you have a lot of living still to do ...
Alsion got a Darth Vader T-shirt (there wasn't a heap of RD t-shirts, the ship
didn't make it on time..). Men in leather[6].. how could she resist..
We had lunch at a pizza place on Lygon St (again), which is the main
Italian eating street in Melbourne. It's also close to Melbourne Uni.
So as expected it was a pizza place, which irked My Grumpy because
Lactose (as in cheese) makes his head explode and cleaning up the mess
isn't all that fun. For a better description have a look at
http://www.niddk.nih.gov/LactoseIntolerance/LactoseIntolerance.html
Like what were we going to have, Vietnamese?
GOING HOME
We went home. In Miffy's car, which was quite nice after a day of walking
around and looking and eating and spending.
Alsion went to work to look at her forskins in a petri dish ...
Her experiment hadn't worked (The one about cloning?). D'oh!!![7]
GOING OUT
We went out for dinner to the pub we went to the night before where all the
Dwarfers were eating. Upon which we ate some of the best pub food Mr
Grumpy has had for a while ... well, since the last time he ate in a pub
which was about 10 years ago ... which makes it when he was 13, which
supposes he had rather good ID then ...
The pub was fun. Unfortunately, owing to us having arrived so late
(round 9pm) there were no seats left at the main table. This led to us
forming our own little table, and being described as the Tasmanians..
Tom was nice to us and came over and talked lots. This was good, cos he
and Skutto were the only two people we knew... at least by name, anyway..
Alsion suggested a pub crawl around the walls of the pub, which Ben's mum
thought was an OK idea. Unfortunately, everyone else wanted to leave, so
we just drank some more instead..
GETTING DRUNK
We then proceeded on a very short pub crawl, consisting of about 2 pubs
after the first ... although we did play some air hockey on rather sad
looking air hockey tables ... and a car game as usual. But this time Mr
Grumpy almost won both games except for the dastardly cheats who rammed him
from behind and caused him to crash ...
And his Blood Alcohol content had nothing to do with it!! Mr Grumpy lost both
times, James won 2 races and Miffy won one.. In the pub (a Uni one) many
deep and meaningful things were discussed the size of the beers in
SA - "so in South Australia they have two sizes, large and larger..?" - you
were referring to _beer glasses_ there weren't you Miffy?
COMING HOME AGAIN
We went home, just on the last tram ... and seemed to walk a lot more then
the 2 block that Alsion promised.
We also went via a bottle shop, and somehow managed to acquire 2 bottles
of wine. Everybody whinged about the 2 tram stop stag..err walk.
WATCHING MORE VIDEOS
What did we watch here, my memory is very vague ...
We watched Backwards. At this point, Daniel, who had only seen
a limited amount of RD, went to sleep (probably due to 2hrs sleep on an
all night bus the night before). He dreamt we were all speaking
backwards. When he woke up (during Marooned) he couldn't talk to us cos
we were 'talking funny'. Hm. The night ended at around 3am for most of
us, with the two older members of the group finishing off the wine... :-)
Sunday, 26th of November
GETTING UP
Well, after having read all that previous stuff, I'll condense this into a
few, brief sentences ... *grin* nah..
We went to St Kilda. We had breakfast, walked around the market,
had some more food, and shopped a bit more.
Alsion thought showing extremely tired people around was fun. Sort of like
"tourism for the brain dead". Most of us ate breakfast (Daniel was feeling a
little seedy). We went up the 35th floor of the Rialto building to look out the
toilet windows (due to a construction error they have one of the best
views of Melbourne). We then phoned Skutto, who'd finally woken up and
got directions on how to get to her place. Naturally then, having been
provided with clear and concise directions, we all got lost. This led to
the discovery that Pizza shops are a great directional aid - they know
where streets are. After talking to people in 3 of them we finally made it..
We then went to El Skutto's place to watch some Bottom (the show, not
Alsion's)[8] and then we ran out of time. So Miffy, James and Shu caught a
Taxi back to Alsion's place and Alsion and Mr Grumpy caught the tram. Or
something like that ... any way, we got James on the Train and Shu on the
bus, eventually ...
It was more of a comedy caper getting everyone in the right place at the
right time ... like when Miffy, James and Shu raced off in a Taxi to Alsion
place to get their stuff, Alsion realised that they didn't have a house
key, not were her house mates home to meet them. Let alone the fact that Mr
Grumpy had James' and Shu's camera and other stuff in his bag. Any way,
that was solved by a stroke of luck when Miffy directed the Taxi driver
back to where Mr Grumpy and Alsion were, which was a few blocks from where
they started ...
While Mr Grumpy and Alsion were walking off to get another taxi, we met Ben,
his cool mum and the Exchange Student. Hi guys![9]
Anyway, Mr Grumpy and Alsion arrived at the station literally as the train was
beginning to pull out. Bye James..
Alsion, Mr Grumpy and Miffy then spent 30 minutes waiting for Daniel's coach
to leave, while signing[10] at him through the windows. Some people (notably
the guy sitting in front of Daniel) thought we were strange. Can't think why.
Once Miffy, Mr Grumpy and Alsion got to the Airport ... about 3 minutes
after the final check in time, it was discovered the plane was in fact
about 20 minutes late. He also had his rather huge Mystery Box, which was a
problem as it he was only allowed to carry one piece of luggage onto the
plane and on in the Cargo. But the attendant was nice to him and let him
put it on ...
Thank God. Alsion didn't want to have to lug it to a post office. The plane
ended up being around 40 minutes late.. so we got Maccas. had to happen
sometime.. shame really ...
Hmm, well Mr Grumpy got on a plane and flew to Sydney. The flight
took 52 minutes minutes which was interesting because the flight down took
1 hour and 9 minutes. And the flight back was running late, which is
interesting because the flight down was running late as well. Perhaps there
must have been a time hole effect or a while hole spewing out time to cause
this.
Well, anyway ... he got back safely, which was also lucky since if he had
been delayed any more he would have had to stay at Melbourne due to the
Sydney Curfew. And he knows, the Melbourne Travelodge 'aint that much fun
to stay in ...
Alsion and Miffy watched the aeroplane fly away and then drove back to
Alsion's place along the strangely deserted (10pm on a Sunday) freeway.
Trip went much quicker (120kph..oops, I meant 100kph, really I did..:-))
Got home and watched the end of 4 Weddings and a Funeral.
Slept.
So that was Multiverse. We slept little, drank amounts which Alsion and
most of the others are sure are over the recommended limit, and spent money
like we had it. All in all it was fun, and for anyone who'll be around next
year, come along!
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Alsion's footnotes
[1] the answer to that is 2 hours and 10 minutes. PCR is polymerase
chain reaction. It's a sciency thing, ignore it. I do.
[2] Trams, for those of you who don't have them, are green and gold
things which move in distinct directions along tracks. They usually hunt
in packs (at least 3 going along in single file) and have several
distinctive calls: ding ding (greeting/mating call), ding (are you aware
that I am here/get out of the way you stupid pedestrian) and
dingdingdingdingding (move _now_ cos I am gunna hit you/the light is
green why aren't you moving?)
[3] In NSW, 'reds' means Tooheys Red, a kind of beer. Here, no one
drinks it cos it's disgusting (and from NSW:-))
[4] Cadburys make chocolate. They use the advertising slogan "with a
glass and a half of full cream milk.." You can probably work out what I
meant now, can't you? :-)
[5] It's not my video. It's my house mates..
[6] Well, OK, vinyl. But he does have a gorgeous voice..:-)
[7] Anyone thinking of doing a PhD, don't. Unless of course, you are a
masochist.
[8] OI!! Jim, do you have a fetish or something? :-)
[9] Now you know why I mentioned them. They came down from Dubbo (about
1200km I think). Way cool family..
[10] As in making faces, trying to communicate, that kind of thing..