Post Comic-Con Hangover?

Comic-con has come and gone and I'm feeling a little like a train ran me over (a very sweaty, stinky, nerd train).

What a freaking whirlwind! I intend to tell some amazing tales and give some individual attention to the various panels we attended. Don't worry, I won't talk about it all right now. I'm fairly certain attempting to recount everything that went down in those 4.5 days would probably result in hand cramps and perhaps even a post-happy aneurism? (That's probably in bad taste. Meh).

So Wednesday. Let's just start at the beginning.



Wednesday - Preview Night

According to my paperwork at my day job, I had Wednesday off... but according to the schedule, I had a full day of work AT Comic-Con working on a Game of Thrones off-site gallery / thingy. Basically we helped build and set up a fun room for HBO to showcase a travel sized Iron Throne, give away free customized t-shirts, display some amazing fan art and overall woo Comic-con GoT fans. It was rather impressive and I had a small part (painting a LOT of things black, and then using my obsessive tendencies to meticulously hang fan art on a wall...), but the end results were a HUGE hit with massively long lines out the door for the entirety of the convention.

Anyhow, so there I was working at Comic-Con on a day I was supposed to have off but loving it anyhow. Then at 3:45 we wrapped up and off I went to the stinky, sweaty, over-crowded, but delightfully exciting convention known as San Diego Comic-Con (hereafter known as SDCC).

At 6, the doors to the convention center opened and a swarm of people pushed there way in to see the splendor that is the enormous, shiny, blinky, chaos that is the exhibit hall. People were running and rushing in all directions attempting to get to the exclusive toys. Husband and I just kind of wandered all around in a serpentine pattern trying to find our favorite booths (webcomics, tv shows, comic books). We didn't buy anything that day, but rather took it all in, absorbing the slightly less busy day and wishing it could stay as only a few thousand people forever. As you may know, only a few thousand people get preview night tickets. There aren't any panels, so really the day is for toy collectors, exclusives hunters, and wanderers. We are the latter. We really just needed that time to get into the SDCC groove.... also, why the frack aren't all the booths in the directory? BAH.

Okay, so that story wasn't that exciting... "WE WANDERED AND LOOKED AT THINGS... YA." But it get's better. I'll soon be writing about things like... I dunno, walking right past Grant Imahara... George R. R. Martin being 10 feet away from me... Accidentally running into Anne Wheaton... Wil Wheaton's wife. You know, that kind of shit. And don't even get me started on Joss Whedon, Neil Gaiman, and John Barrowman... *squee*




To Be Continueeeeeeeeeed (unlike Firefly... whomp whomp)




p.s. I made a few things this week. I'll be making a post on that soon toooo!