Well all week I have been in a terrible, mopey, depressed, mood. Yesterday was even worse, because I wanted to go to the Long Beach Comic-Con, but I had logistical troubles and I was ready to give up going all together. My girlfriend talked me into going today though. And I got to say I am feeling pretty good.
I did an uncharacteristically non-socially anxious thing and volunteered to help out. Great move. You work half the day, and get in free the other half. Since it is the first year for the show they are pretty unorganized and the extent of any work I had to do was gather up some writers and artists for a panel and then sit throught he panel. Free admission just for that! I got to hear Mark Waid and Jeph Loeb talk about comics under the guise of working!
Where else but at a comic-con can you find yourself standing between Al Snow and Tito Santana? I really wanted to call him Chico just once, but I didn't. I think Richard Hatch nodded at me. Or gave me the eye, I am not sure which one. I saw an actual live wrestling card. I could have seen Scotty Too Hotty and Paul London wrestle but instead I went to the future of Marvel Comics panel. I saw some Playboy Playmate cleavage. I got to work a booth across from some girls wearing schoolgirl outfits.
All in all I was a pretty happy guy. Probably the only guy in the place happier was Tito Santana who got the seat right next too Playmate Audra Lynn who was showing off some major rackage. I did miss seeing Stan Lee walk by by about 30 seconds so that was kind of a bummer. Also why wasn't Chewbaca there. I thought he went to all of these.
Tomorrow I am going and hitting up the reduced price comics. So if you're in a bad mood, go to a comic convention. You won't regret it.
I did an uncharacteristically non-socially anxious thing and volunteered to help out. Great move. You work half the day, and get in free the other half. Since it is the first year for the show they are pretty unorganized and the extent of any work I had to do was gather up some writers and artists for a panel and then sit throught he panel. Free admission just for that! I got to hear Mark Waid and Jeph Loeb talk about comics under the guise of working!
Where else but at a comic-con can you find yourself standing between Al Snow and Tito Santana? I really wanted to call him Chico just once, but I didn't. I think Richard Hatch nodded at me. Or gave me the eye, I am not sure which one. I saw an actual live wrestling card. I could have seen Scotty Too Hotty and Paul London wrestle but instead I went to the future of Marvel Comics panel. I saw some Playboy Playmate cleavage. I got to work a booth across from some girls wearing schoolgirl outfits.
All in all I was a pretty happy guy. Probably the only guy in the place happier was Tito Santana who got the seat right next too Playmate Audra Lynn who was showing off some major rackage. I did miss seeing Stan Lee walk by by about 30 seconds so that was kind of a bummer. Also why wasn't Chewbaca there. I thought he went to all of these.
Tomorrow I am going and hitting up the reduced price comics. So if you're in a bad mood, go to a comic convention. You won't regret it.