Hi, the name's Autolycus. You might know me. After all, I am the King of Thieves.
Since her second gathering, Marz, as she is affectionately called, has always brought me along to report on all the happenings at these things. Marz, being the shy and retiring type, knows I'm the party guy and pretty much tell it like it is.
The trip started early on Friday morning when Marz received a phone call from her cybersister. It was 3:14 A.M.
"We're ready to go, can we pick you up now?" Her all too chipper sister announced. Marz uttered something unintelligible and hung up the phone before she finished packing.
As usual, Marz stuffed me into the bag with all her clothes. At least I got a pocket all to myself this time and didn't have to share the space with her smelly shoes or all those girly products like makeup and hair spray. Hey, I may be a doll, but I'm not a girly doll. I'm a manly doll! I even have a night vision tiara to prove it.
After an uneventful nine hours riding the back of a Mustang, we made it to Tulsa.
Oh...I see. I was in the back of a Mustang not riding one....it was hard to tell you know, being cooped up in a pocket all day long.
But back to the subject, once in Tulsa, that Margui really was living on Tulsa Time.
Marz' first priority was to meet the other 'festers who had already arrived.
After a hug or two from her cybersisters; Kitt, CJ and Maigrey, and a little reminiscing, she was finally ready to unpack me. Geez, does this gal have her priorities straight, her cyberpals before me?
Once unpacked of course, she put me on a pedestal. Actually, it was the headboard, but whose keeping track. More hugs followed as more and more Hucksters....er, I mean Herksters arrived.
Friday was a time to meet and greet and oh, eat too. Of course, I was left in the hotel room with that other popular plastic action figure, Iolaus....not to mention a bunch of frogs, and a black bear dressed suspiciously like Ares.
They all ate Chinese. Talk about falawful!
What? What did you say? Ah, you ate Chinese Food. Oh, well then, that makes a big difference.
As Margui was chowing down, late arrivals made it to the dinner relatively unscathed. I tell you, these Amazons have tenacity. They still managed to make it to Tulsa to spite delayed and canceled flights.
After dinner, an exciting trip to Walmart was in order, and then we were back to the Glenpool Best Western for the night.
Rising early once again, the Amazons piled into the caravans and rode to a place called Safari Joe's. Again, I was left behind, but Marz said that I would be too tempting of a snack for the lions, tigers and Herksters, oh my! Best leave Glenpool fully intacted, if you know what I mean. Aunt FaithAyn had already dislodged me from my grappling hook once causing me to plummet behind the nightstand.
Marz said she had a great time. She and the other Herksters even got to pet a real life tiger.....oh Marz, you really shouldn't talk that way about me in front of all these Herk fans...ho ho ho, just kidding folks.
After a day of fun in the sun, Marz decided to head back to the hotel room. She said she had a hot date with Joxer. These poor gals must have a thing for Joxer, why everyone's faces were red; they said it was a sun burn but I know better. I caught them blushing as they were conspiring together.
For someone who has never visited Tulsa, Aunt Helle has a remarkable sense of direction. She just can't find the exit signs. Even a horn blowing harpy didn't even deter her from making it to the Dinner with The Stars.
Chann represented us Waywardians well, by going up to Ted Raimi and asking for a special audience with the Amazons. Ted, showing his true star status was happy to obige. He came to our table and agreed to a group photo. Dixie was absolutely gushing when Ted took off his dark rimmed glasses to pose with her cool gold ones. Did I tell you how much I like the color gold...but I digress....
Photos with the stars came later, as each Amazonian got their chance to feel up...er, I mean feel close to their favorites. I hear Richard Hatch gives great hugs, not that Marz brought me to that shindig either!
Once back at the Glenpool Best Western, several Amazons gathered in CJ, Maigrey's and Mel's room (that gal has more alias than I do) to watch a video of "Lawless". You know that guy looked suspiciously like Ares, too. Hummmm......
Marz had already seen "Lawless" at a previous gathering, so she decided to crash in the next room.
Sunday found us eating at a local establishment the native's called Herkabee's.
Finally, Marz took pity on me and let me tag along!!! Of course, not wanting me to walk away with all the lovely Amazons that gathered there, she pretty much kept me on ice. In a glass none the less!
Everyone passed around Memory books before we headed off to the Glenpool Community Center. There, we had another chance to get together, play games, and joke around. Those Herksters sure like to joke around. Why, they were even throwing plastic fruit at each other. They called it a hoolie. I called it a hoot.
Memorabilia was raffled off and everbody got the chance to "bid" on their favorite items. With that much treasure floating around, Marz made sure I stayed in her backpack. She didn't want the King of Thieves accused of stealing if any dinars should have come up missing. All proceeds from the raffle went to worthy causes, Marz assured me, so I promised to be a good little dolly and keep my hands to myself.
Even being low on cash, Marz managed to "bid" on two of the items. Most of her spare change went to a poster that had a guy on the cover that looked suspiciously like me. His name was "Ash". "Ash".... "Autolycus".... "Autolycus".... "Ash".... Hummm, she must really like the letter "A". I hear she likes the letters "B" and "C" too.
Just between you and me, I stuffed a few extra tickets in there just so she could be assured of winning it.
After the raffle was over, it was time to say goodbye. Marz was rather teary eyed as she met and then had to say farewell to a lot of new friends.
She really hated to say goodbye to her Wayward family, having met most of them at this one outing.
Choking back the tears as she hugged Kat; Marz, Chann and Kee left Glenpool for a long ride back to Texas. Almost a full 96 hours later, Margui arrived home!
