World-con Midcon Report

It's Sunday morning, and I am still working on recovering from a very small taste of a yellowish drink called absinthe.  A small amount left me slightly fuzzy-heading for   panel on philosophy which (luckily) had some very capable members.  On the other hand, it's possible my fuzzy head was caused by the limerick panel I moderated at 10:00 PM.  Here are a few of the limericks created by the collective minds of three tired panelists and a handful of audience members:

 There's a small lunar crater