Sigh. There they go again.
“Technically, you would only need one time traveler convention.” And Yet… there have been several attempts to meet time travelers, and the first thing they can think up is: Throw ‘em a party! Let them know we care.
People, this is how you want to spend your time. Fooling around, but being popular enough to have superpowered beings show up at your little shindig.
From CºNTINUUM (pg. 212):
Invite Me To Dance
This is an easy one to see through, but poignant: Some levellers hope that by invitation, they can meet spanners. Various schemes, like holding parties for time travellers (or space aliens), putting ads in the paper, and writing secret messages where ‘someone will be sure to find it’ have all been tried, and are no more or less effective than sitting at home, wishing silently for a chance to meet a spanner.
Alas, like social invitations of all types, being invited to a party works the other way around.
Or, as we’ve said elsewhere: You can throw a party for Tom Cruise, but that doesn’t mean he’ll show.
RSVPs end at midnight tonight. So by the time you read this, you won’t be able to go anyhow. Unless… y’know:
“PLEASE DO NOT RSVP IF YOU WILL BE TRAVELING BACKWARDS IN TIME FROM THE FUTURE TO ATTEND.”
By the way, we’re not going. But if you’re there, and you see our junior selves? Tell them to call us. It’s very very important.