07-27-2007, 02:20 PM
This is no vacation.
We flew in Wednesday and got settled into our hotel, The Horton Arms. It's one of those renovated victorian jobs, pull-chain antique toilet and everything. Fortunately it's 3 blocks from the convention center so I'll forgive the Holly Hobby motif.
So far I have not bought adamn thing b esides food and liquor. I'm starting to see the value of taking pictures over a small plastic Dr. Who. I'm hanging on the coattails of my friend Derek (the comic writer). I'm hanging with artists and writers, attending parties Well, A party, the 'Comic Book Legal Defence fund' shindig) and meeting some industry professionals.
Some of you know I have a problem with crowds. There are an estimated 150,000 attendees. Guess who's hiding out in the hotel room posting on the internet instead of attending the convention.
Actually I've been recruited by the Comic Book Legal Dfense Fund to help with crowd control during their signings. Last night and tonight it's Neil Gaiman. After the signing they brought me over to him and asked if I wanted anything signed. I was totally unprepared and had nothing. Tonight I'll buy a copy of 'Mirrormask' and be ready!
I stood next to Ray Harryhausen in the lobby (he was in a wheelchair). I'm still reeling from that. I couldn't even think of anything to say.
Anyway, I spent some of today in Tijuana and I'm having dinner with Warren Ellis tonight before the Eisner Awards. Then it's more parties unless the blisters on my feet burst.
I'll keep an eye out for 'Heroes' stuff (there' s a huge booth with cheerleaders and everything). People keep trying to give me schwag but I'm over that crap. Really. I took a few bookmarks because I like having bookmarks around but the shirts, hats, bags and '300' shields just add to the pile-o-crap that I'm trying to get rid of.
I think I walked into a few G4 newscasts. Watch for me. I'm the one without a bag and not wearing a clever t-shirt.
We flew in Wednesday and got settled into our hotel, The Horton Arms. It's one of those renovated victorian jobs, pull-chain antique toilet and everything. Fortunately it's 3 blocks from the convention center so I'll forgive the Holly Hobby motif.
So far I have not bought adamn thing b esides food and liquor. I'm starting to see the value of taking pictures over a small plastic Dr. Who. I'm hanging on the coattails of my friend Derek (the comic writer). I'm hanging with artists and writers, attending parties Well, A party, the 'Comic Book Legal Defence fund' shindig) and meeting some industry professionals.
Some of you know I have a problem with crowds. There are an estimated 150,000 attendees. Guess who's hiding out in the hotel room posting on the internet instead of attending the convention.
Actually I've been recruited by the Comic Book Legal Dfense Fund to help with crowd control during their signings. Last night and tonight it's Neil Gaiman. After the signing they brought me over to him and asked if I wanted anything signed. I was totally unprepared and had nothing. Tonight I'll buy a copy of 'Mirrormask' and be ready!
I stood next to Ray Harryhausen in the lobby (he was in a wheelchair). I'm still reeling from that. I couldn't even think of anything to say.
Anyway, I spent some of today in Tijuana and I'm having dinner with Warren Ellis tonight before the Eisner Awards. Then it's more parties unless the blisters on my feet burst.
I'll keep an eye out for 'Heroes' stuff (there' s a huge booth with cheerleaders and everything). People keep trying to give me schwag but I'm over that crap. Really. I took a few bookmarks because I like having bookmarks around but the shirts, hats, bags and '300' shields just add to the pile-o-crap that I'm trying to get rid of.
I think I walked into a few G4 newscasts. Watch for me. I'm the one without a bag and not wearing a clever t-shirt.