"A Day at Comic-Con"
Sadly, I arrived in the final two hours of the show on Saturday after spending 5 hours in traffic. But surprisingly, the event was packed until the very end. Without a doubt, this was the biggest convention of the year, of any type. Unfortunately, I had just missed Stan Lee by the time I arrived. Would have been nice to meet the crazy, old dude. Aside from that, this was my first time attending Comic-Con, and I was pretty impressed. There were tons of cool crap I would love to fill my house with. Too bad I'm not a sucker. Wasn't gonna pay $2.50 for a can of Coke neither. So, my advice when you go to places like this... Bring your own shit.
I really think I picked the wrong day to go. The previous day was "Star Wars Day", plus Samuel L. Jackson was there. The only celebrity that was really there when I went was the Lollipop Kid from "The Wizard of Oz". I don't know... Is celebrity the right word? Hmm... A bunch of comic book artists I never heard of signing autographs. Or maybe I'm just getting old. The last comic book I even gave a damn about (aside from my own) was Gen13. Mmm...Freefall.
Well, overall this was a 50/50 experience for me. There were some nice people working there and there were also a few rude mother fuckers on a power trip. "Ooh... Look at me... I'm working at Comic-Con for 4 days... I get to boss people around 'cause I'm so great." Yeah... Greatly pathetic. I mean, what the hell. I only vandelized one booth, gosh... Well, that's what the bastard gets for stealing my ideas. You got no business being in a creative profession if you can't come up with your own shit. Besides, it's not like his black eye ain't gonna heal, so what's the problem? Oh well...That was my experience at the San Diego Comic-Con International 2006. See ya next year.
Jay Luna |
