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I am not dead…but my blog was.

I knew it had been a while since the blog had been updated…I didn’t realize it had been a year. I will do a 2013 recap soon and then try to keep this thing up. I am still a nerd, a geek, and a wife.

Lines, Man-Nipples, and Tails! (Installment 1)

My dear Blog readers I have not lost my mind, that is an apt description of the Emerald City Comic Convention.  Some of you have now asked what the heck is a Comic Convention.  We’ll it’s basically a large gathering held for nerds and geeks.  Not just comic book geeks either, there is plenty of stuff for other geeks especially those of the sci-fi genre.  There are panels, authors, artists, media guests, photo-ops, places to get autographs, and vendor booths.  It is a place to spend your hard-earned money on all sorts of geekery.  It is too big to contain in one blog posting, so it will be spread out over two days.  Also, I will link to a public photo album when everyone can see the pics. 

The bigger convention in Seattle is the Emerald City ComicCon. 2012 was its 10th Anniversary.  So they made it ginormous!  ECC donates part of the proceeds to the Seattle Children’s Hospital so you are not just getting your geek on, but you are helping out kids.  Specifically, the sale of the Monsters and Dames art book goes to the cause.  This is my darling husband‘s (DH‘s) goal every year, to get each artist in attendance to sign our book.  The key to getting the signatures is to do Friday and Saturday, as some artist will leave Saturday night.  I wander, collect some signatures, and mostly people watch…the famous and not famous alike.

 This year we attended with another couple from our Salem Tabletop RPG Tribe, hence forth know as OH (other husband) and OW (other wife).  OW’s mother was wonderful enough to let us use some of her credits and stay at the Worldmark Seattle Camlin Hotel.  Located a block from the Washington State Convention Center.  This was a great location, close to the event, small fridge and toaster so we were able to have Eggos and fresh fruit every morning.  The Thursday before the Con, the four us walked around the corner to a Seattle must, the DragonFish Café.  It’s an Asian Fusion restaurant with great food and great drinks.  DH or I always get a Confucius.  It is a drink with a shot of 151 is floated on top and lit.  Please stir your drink before drinking; otherwise it is not so good. 🙂

 To follow is a breakdown of the three days of the Con…

 Thursday, aka the day you get in a line to get in a line to get into more lines 🙂:  The Con did not start until 2:00pm.  Tickets were available for pick up at 12:00pm.  We headed over to the convention center at 7:00 am.  Well DH and OW did…myself and OH went on an adventure to find credit union ATMs.  With cash in hand, OH and I entered the convention center and were greeted with the expected large crowds.  We also found out the there was a pottery convention going on.  We found our spouses, seated on floor next a guy in Flash T-shit to go with DH’s Green Lantern T and JLA sneaks. (I had on a Wonder Woman T and sneaks.)   He became our new con-buddy know as Flash. We soon go shooed back out into the public area.  Only pottery people were allowed beyond the magic doors. The people in green jackets are serious about there jobs.  We hung out in the public are got to know Flash.  I went to get a decaf latte. (There is a law about you must drink coffee when in Seattle).  As I am standing in line, I get a text.  Not one comi-con person guesses the ring tone, but the pottery folks commented on the TARDIS.  I was disappointed.  DH, OW and I entertain a family from Bend with our normal past time of picking on OH.  Finally, its 10:00 am and we can move on to the line to get our tickets.  More picking on OH and a girl who had modified her Batman shirt to show off her cleavage and was embarrassed by it. Then we finally get our tickets and can hover outside the doors to the Con!  Another 2 hours later, we get into the Con floor.  Hubby, Flash, and Boy/Dad from Bend go to get Robert Kirkman Tickets.  (INSERT CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY REFERENCE HERE). Mom from Bend and I get in line to buy Con swag.  We regroup and go our separate ways.

 I make my first attempt to get Will Wheaton’s autograph, however not enough time. Because I love DH, I ditched the line.  Before 4:00 pm I need to be in place to use my Golden Ticket…I mean the ticket to get Robert Kirkman’s Autograph.  (For those of you under rocks, Kirkman and Tony Moore were the original creators of the Walking Dead comic book. Hence the tickets and lines.)  I was around the 10th person in line.  Flash comes walking up to me and starts talking.  So I commented on how wasn’t it cool that I got us such a great spot in line?  That’s how it was the entire Con. Our group and Flash just acted like we were saving each other’s places.  This is why you make friends.  Anyway, DH was on his Monsters and Dames quest, so I was tasked with getting his Image United issue 1 signed.  That was why I was in line hell.  When it was my turn, I asked Kirkman to personalize for DH because it would make his fan boy day.  Kirkman told me to let him know that “they would eventually get it finished” [It’s a six issue run].  So I said, “Just don’t die on him like a lot of author’s do”.  The intake of air from the males in line around me dropped the air pressure. I think my ears popped 😦 Kirkman rolled with and made a comment about how he was losing weight and didn’t skydive.  He even let me take his photo.  I asked him if he felt bad for my husband and he said he did. The next guy hands him something, and he told him not to make jokes about him dying. The guy groveled no sir.  It was hilarious.

 Next task for DH on the same comic book was Mark Silvestre.  There were no tickets on Friday but there was Boobie Girl.  I ended up what seemed like blocks away from the booth, about the time I got close enough to see what the holdup was the Silvestre was supposed to have stopped.  There was chick with her boobs hanging out of her shirt with a stack of cards for him to sign, he sign some things for other folks, go back to her stack, then repeat.  I made so many snarky comments that the guys around me were calling her that.  The handler for him finally heard me chuckled and said something to him.  When I got his table, he signed my Artifacts number 1.  After he signed the Image United 1, he also stated that they would one day finish it.  I said I had already heard that from Krikman.  He asked if Kirkman gave me a date.  I said no, but since I read The Magdalene and it has taken close to 3 years to get to issue 11, I wasn’t surprised.  ( The Magdalene is a Top Cow comic which is under Image) Silvestre in all his Italian glory with a hand flourish, announced that is the Image way.

 I got Brandon Jerwa to sign my Vampirella 14; I only bought it because he and I had a shoving match last year. I felt bad because I had no idea who he was.  I was stalking another writer at the time.  I reminded him who I was and why I bought the book. He signed it “SHOVE”.  Nice guy.

 Don’t think I caught any panels that day. I was too busy standing in line and being my snarky self 🙂

See you in 3 days… 🙂

Beware of Elevators: Part Deux

So the arm is not broken, but I did manage to tear the muscle and possibly the tendon.  Who knew that an elevator slamming on your arm could do that much to it.  According the “Industrial Medicine” doctor for the next two weeks it is: Sympathy, Rest, and Tylenol. 

 I am not supposed to be move, lift, push, etc anything heavier then 5 lbs with my right arm.  I can only pick up one of our 4 cats with that arm….what can I say, I think my husband feeds them KGH (Kitty Growth Hormone).  I realized today that most of the doors weigh more then 5 lbs at work.  Also I think my hair dryer is in that category. 😦 Its gonna be a long 2 weeks.