Ann Morris

NUMBER 1:
Family & Friends!

Here are pics of the granchillins.


Jade being silly

Rya dressed as a fairy

Beck d'Artagnan Optimus Prime Morris--a boy with a name that is longer than he is:)

HALLOWEEN PARTY AT OUR HOUSE, OCTOBER 27, 2007

Here is my granddaughter Jade singing at the concert given by the participants in the "Hillsborough Writes Music: The Young Songwriters' Symposium." Her song was based on a book she read for the Battle of the Books competition. Naturally, she was totally awesome.

NUMBERS 2-?
So many geeky things--so little time:American Idol Season 5, the new Dr. Who shows, "Firefly," good SF and fantasy short stories, lots of movies, too much TV, SHOPPING, dolls, reading, a little song writing, NECRONOMICON and a bunch of other stuff I can't bring to mind right now.

The Stone Hill Science Fiction Association is a major interest. It encompasses so many of my geekish pursuits! If you are a science fiction or fantasy geek too and want to know more about our spiffy little club, visit
Our Web Page!


FOOD, cooking it, eating it, reading about it, watching TV about it and lamenting that I shouldn't enjoy it so much because it keeps me from being as fit as I'd like to be.
Here's a super cool cake picture. Tiffanie, my daugher-in-law, knows my true geekiness and combined my love of "Firefly" with my love of CAKE for my birthday. Occasionally, I write a filk song, a poem or some rant about the mess the powers that be in the U.S. have recently made of things.

Because I am truly a Dork Princess of Fandom, here is a "Firefly" filk I wrote.

ANN'S FIREFLY SONG

Tune: When Johnny Comes Marching Home

Firefly, you're burning bright, haroo, haroo.
Flying swiftly through the night, haroo, haroo.
We call your name "Serenity"
For a rebel's memory.
And we all have dreams of a time and Earth That Was.

Serenity's our only home, haroo, haroo.
We spend our lives on the roam, haroo, haroo.
Hiding from Alliance spies
Wond'ring where our future lies
And we all have dreams of a time and Earth That Was.

Where we go, waits danger there, haroo, haroo.
Yet we fly without a care, haroo, haroo.
Not quite honest all our deeds,
Irreverence is our creed.
And we all have dreams of a time and Earth That Was.

Some people think we're all nuts, haroo, haroo.
But Firefly has saved our butts, haroo, haroo.
You thought this song was serious
But now it's turned humorous.
And we still have dreams of a time and Earth That Was.

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NECRONOMICON 2008

Here are the pictures I took at the convewntion this year. There would be more if only the batteries for my camera had not died too soon. Sigh...