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Cosmic Tales, v. 2, issue 1, Summer 1939

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38          COSMIC TALES

overstated the film, causing me to stop the camera down too far... Great attraction at the Wyndham banquet was Forry's two books of stfilm stills.... Ossie Train will never be a speech-maker. He almost fainted while trying to answer their call on him.... Lord, how white shoes do get scuffed up!.... Foo Foo dittem, dottem whatem Foo! Foo Foo dittem dottem whatem Foo!. The automat is cute.... Very few of the speakers knew to talk close enough to the microphone of the loudspeaker system.... During one of the intermissions, Taurasi carried on a rather unreasonable argument, via loudspeaker, with the adamant Campbell, also via ls, re return of Dold. Tho we personally would like to have Dold back.
At last all the nights I'd stayed up till after 12 working on Up To Now caught up with me; the second day, by the time I finished my "morning" shave (note to the Sweetness and Light: I do so too!) and got dressed, it was 4:30 PM! So I missed the speeches by the Mikado of long Island City and the Newark Neaderthal, and the astronomical film, and just got in in time for the auction.... Then the morning of the Fourth, I went out to Richmond Hill, lugging along with me half my weight again in my glad-stone (including my typewriter), and discovered that 86-10 117th St does not exist. Wilson, therefore, does not exist. And all these years I've been corresponding with another Azygous!....Then I boarded a train the wrong way and ended up at Rockaway.... Then on the Fair grounds, couldn't find an empty locker, paid fifty cents to check my bag, and had only time for a 50[[cent symbol]] Greyhound circuit of the grounds for my admission ticket (plus the 50[[cent symbol]]) before time to repair the softball field.
Got off a couple that I thot were good ones, and no one else seemed to appreciate. To Sykora, at bat:"Remember, Will, you're making fan history!" The other one (praise Foo!) I've forgotten.... "Horning, are you going to accept my poem?" bellowed the brawny black haired one, brandishing a baseball bat. .. Not turning up at the game were Rothman, Ackerman, Hart, Wilson, Morojo, et autres (some of these also absent the 2nd day --tho Bradbury was to meet his two fellow pacificoasters at the game) It was assumed that they were attending the secret orgies of the Futurians.... They say Ross Rocklynne is the spitting image of me. He is handsome cuss.... As the auction dissolved into CHAOS (courtesy Miske), many guys & gals gathered around to sing to the one fingered thumping of a pianno; but Dale Hart and Morojo, joined by others, were deep in a discussion of agnosticism.... Incidentally, everyone was wanting to view Miske, and he didn't show up, in common with others expected .... Two public Enemies were found: Madle,who claims to've been Miske's first contact with fandom, and the Angeleno who turned out "Stephan the Stfan", books with blank pages for autographs. Oh, yes, and there was Thomas G. Robertson (or vice versa), who goes around suggesting things like that all our world is just some reading a book, and he's getting near a place where some pages are torn out.... "This red pop sure has a kick".... I couldn't get [[underline]]anyone[[end underline]] to say grace at the meals in the automat.... There were large, bold signs on the balcony beyond the hall, proclaiming to all 59th street (or wherever), "World Stf Convention July 2-3".... Young innocent: "Wiggins? Who's he?"....You've heard of the aspirant to magazine-illustrating who stopped a group of us on Park Avenue to look at the originals we were carrying off from the auction.... "Wallowing in an orgy of friendship", I believe Michael has phrased it.... Several Washingtonians besides me and Rothman (and Bristol) there--pipples we'd nev heard of before.... Person after person says he's not going to renew his STF subscription....

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38 COSMIC TALES overstated the film, causing me to stop the camera down too far... Great attraction at the Wyndham banquet was Forry's two books of stfilm stills.... Ossie Train will never be a speech-maker. He almost fainted while trying to answer their call on him.... Lord, how white shoes do get scuffed up!.... Foo Foo dittem, dottem whatem Foo! Foo Foo dittem dottem whatem Foo!. The automat is cute.... Very few of the speakers knew to talk close enough to the microphone of the loudspeaker system.... During one of the intermissions, Taurasi carried on a rather unreasonable argument, via loudspeaker, with the adamant Campbell, also via ls, re return of Dold. Tho we personally would like to have Dold back. At last all the nights I'd stayed up till after 12 working on Up To Now caught up with me; the second day, by the time I finished my "morning" shave (note to the Sweetness and Light: I do so too!) and got dressed, it was 4:30 PM! So I missed the speeches by the Mikado of long Island City and the Newark Neaderthal, and the astronomical film, and just got in in time for the auction.... Then the morning of the Fourth, I went out to Richmond Hill, lugging along with me half my weight again in my glad-stone (including my typewriter), and discovered that 86-10 117th St does not exist. Wilson, therefore, does not exist. And all these years I've been corresponding with another Azygous!....Then I boarded a train the wrong way and ended up at Rockaway.... Then on the Fair grounds, couldn't find an empty locker, paid fifty cents to check my bag, and had only time for a 50[[cent symbol]] Greyhound circuit of the grounds for my admission ticket (plus the 50[[cent symbol]]) before time to repair the softball field. Got off a couple that I thot were good ones, and no one else seemed to appreciate. To Sykora, at bat:"Remember, Will, you're making fan history!" The other one (praise Foo!) I've forgotten.... "Horning, are you going to accept my poem?" bellowed the brawny black haired one, brandishing a baseball bat. .. Not turning up at the game were Rothman, Ackerman, Hart, Wilson, Morojo, et autres (some of these also absent the 2nd day --tho Bradbury was to meet his two fellow pacificoasters at the game) It was assumed that they were attending the secret orgies of the Futurians.... They say Ross Rocklynne is the spitting image of me. He is handsome cuss.... As the auction dissolved into CHAOS (courtesy Miske), many guys & gals gathered around to sing to the one fingered thumping of a pianno; but Dale Hart and Morojo, joined by others, were deep in a discussion of agnosticism.... Incidentally, everyone was wanting to view Miske, and he didn't show up, in common with others expected .... Two public Enemies were found: Madle,who claims to've been Miske's first contact with fandom, and the Angeleno who turned out "Stephan the Stfan", books with blank pages for autographs. Oh, yes, and there was Thomas G. Robertson (or vice versa), who goes around suggesting things like that all our world is just some reading a book, and he's getting near a place where some pages are torn out.... "This red pop sure has a kick".... I couldn't get [[underline]]anyone[[end underline]] to say grace at the meals in the automat.... There were large, bold signs on the balcony beyond the hall, proclaiming to all 59th street (or wherever), "World Stf Convention July 2-3".... Young innocent: "Wiggins? Who's he?"....You've heard of the aspirant to magazine-illustrating who stopped a group of us on Park Avenue to look at the originals we were carrying off from the auction.... "Wallowing in an orgy of friendship", I believe Michael has phrased it.... Several Washingtonians besides me and Rothman (and Bristol) there--pipples we'd nev heard of before.... Person after person says he's not going to renew his STF subscription....