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to reaching SummerCon and they all arrived at the same time. Lucifer 666 and
Synthetic Slug got a room, while the others crashed in the Phrack Inc. room.
SummerCon '88; Back At Lambert Friday Afternoon, July 22, 1988
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was time for another trip to the airport for me, Taran, Tuc, and Forest
Ranger. We arrived just in time to meet up with The Mentor and Cisban Evil
Priest. They were easy to spot because they were the only guys on the plane
that were not wearing suits and/or did not have any children with them.
Once greetings had taken place, Mentor unveiled a surprise -- buttons
especially made for distribution at SummerCon '88. Created with a laser
printer they displayed a large "NO FEDS" with a circle and line through it
(like a No U-Turn sign), and also naming The Phoenix Project (the board), the
baud rate, and phone number. He brought more than enough for everyone.
After some running around the airport and a brief lounge at one of the
airport's bars, we proceeded to meet up with Control C and Bad Subscript who
had flown in from Detroit, Michigan. We divided up again and headed for the
hotel. Taran King, Tuc, and Cisban Evil Priest rode with me while The Mentor,
Control C, and Bad Subscript rode with Forest Ranger. Control C decided he was
hungry and FR drove to the nearest McDonald's where he went on to cut off a
customer in the drive-through lane and pulled right to the window to pick up
some food... not his food, but who cares.
"That will be $3.00, sir."
"What exactly do I get for my $3.00?"
"Two regular cheese burgers, a large fries, and a large Coke."
"Okay!"
They took it and left, leaving McDonald's in a total disarray for at least a
half hour.
The Mentor and Cisban Evil Priest as well as Control C and Bad Subscript both
got rooms and from there SummerCon '88 really began.
SummerCon '88; Let The Good Times Roll Friday Night, July 22, 1988
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Basically it was just a big party from here on, with the old phreaks meeting
the new, and some re-acquaintances. Control C brought down some gifts as well
-- posters from Michigan Bell.
"I would shred everything, because we get so much
information out of the dumpster, it's unreal..."
It was signed by Control C himself and he told us that these posters now appear
in all Michigan Bell central offices and other places of business. The picture
on the poster featured Control C's own personal stash that he had gotten from
Michigan Bell.
We had some other guests arrive during the night. Terminal Technocrat and a
friend of his (who did have a handle, but I didn't catch it) arrived from
Milwaukee, Wisconsin. A friend of Forest Ranger's named Mike also showed up
with Kari, Cary, Katie, Susie, and Amy [some serious bitches]. The main party
ran through The Dictator's room until a series of threatening calls from the
front desk forced TD to clear everyone out of his room.
In the meantime, Cary (a nymphomaniac 14-year old) was running up Tuc's phone
bill and hitting on everyone at the convention. She ended up with Cisban Evil
Priest in his room (that he shared with The Mentor). However, since clearing
out of The Dictator's room the majority of the party crew all ran into Mentor
and Priest's room causing quite a disturbance. When The Mentor heard about
this he ran to his room and threw them all out. This action set the rest of
the night's activities to a certain theme -- The Fury of Forest Ranger.
You see Forest Ranger was quite a bit drunk and became incredibly pissed off
when he found out that his friends were mistreated. A few of us returned to
The Dictator's room where FR made several threatening phone calls to The Mentor
and was promptly hung up on. Apparently that was the last straw because FR
went into an unstoppable rage that trashed most of the items in the room and
then he started through the hotel. After damaging several items in the hotel
hallways, Forest Ranger proceeded to attack a light fixture in the emergency
stairwell and in doing so, sliced his hand open on the newly broken glass.
Emergency measures were called for -- Tuc and Lucifer 666 played rescue team
and took Forest Ranger to a not so nearby United States Air Force Hospital in
Illinois, where Forest Ranger was stitched up.
After the excitement, most of the people at the convention had mellowed out and
Dr. Forbin left to take Cary home (we still don't know what happened to the two
of them, but rumor is that Forbin is making a tremendous recovering from
several serious venereal diseases.)
At some point this evening Terminal Technocrat, Dr. Cypher, and a few others
decided to go on a trashing run. It didn't really turn out as planned and they
ended up at Southwestern Bell Publications (where the cameras are almost as big
as the dumpsters). It was unsuccessful, but at least there were no casualties.
The final interesting part of this evening was the arrival of The Leftist and
The Ur-Vile from Atlanta, Georgia. This arrival is important to make a note of
because with the exception of the time spent immediately after they got to the
hotel, The Ur-Vile spent the entire remainder of SummerCon '88 asleep.
SummerCon '88; So What Now? Saturday, July 23, 1988
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Just about everyone went to Union Station, a luxurious shopping mall in
downtown St. Louis. However, a few of us including Taran King and myself
arrived at the hotel in time to meet our final guests for the weekend --
Phantom Phreaker and Doom Prophet.