Travels with Plink and Cthulhu: many partings

Many hugs and goodbyes this morning. Didn't sing even once in the Dead Dog, but there was a little hallway filk on the way back to the room at midnight, where I sang The River for quadrivium (who I particularly wanted to hear it because it's just crying out for a piano arrangement), weirdsister, sweetmusic_27, and others I've forgotten. Also had my hair and beard trimmed by the marvelous museinred.

All-in-all a very good convention: not much singing, but lots of great conversation and catching-up, and meeting a few new people (though I'm still not nearly as good at that as I'd like to be)

Met a fellow OVFF attendee in the Columbus airport, and had a great talk on the plane with Paul (last name forgotten, of course), an old folk music fan who'd spotted Plink in the airport.

Time to go, I think.