This weekend taught me that I still don't know how anything works. With that, it also tested my ability to remain optimistic, as I am naturally a pessimist... as some would say. I think that's a bit exaggerated. I just like to be brutally honest with myself about absolutely everything so as to not disappoint myself. Ever. But whatever... pessimist fits.
This trip was planned in advanced a while back and even though I am a dumbass that doesn't understand anything or how adults do things, it was still pretty awesome. One important lesson though... never, ever, ever attend a convention without any money whatsoever. Even if you were dying, don't do it. It fucking
blows.
Friday Morning:
I worked. Going home and napping seemed like the smarter thing to do since I was leaving early, but it turns out that I am unorganized as shit and had to do a bunch of last minute things. The plan was to go pick up DnD guy by 2:30 and try to get there in an hour, as our hotel check-in time was 3PM. The idea was to go over there, drop off all our shit, get some food, maybe walk around, pre-party? WHO KNOWS. THE POSSIBILITIES WERE ENDLESS. It was a Comic convention after all.
That's pretty much how it went. We left on time-ish and the ride over there wasn't bad. Except for the part where we got to the convention center and instead of it being a 2 minute drive to our hotel, it was more like a 20 minute
where the fuck is it drive taking us further and further away from the convention center. Many confused u-turns and gps tinkerings later, we came to find our hotel. It was approximately 18 minutes away. Why? I dunno. I'm a dumbass.
WHATEVER, IT'S COOL. We'll just drive there, np. Walking is for dicks anyway.
We walk up to the check in counter and give him all my things to bring up my reservation and whatever.
"It's 164.00"
wait no... wat.
I already paid it... on the website...
"No, it was just reserved"
........ OKAY..... SURE
And that's the story of what happened to all of my money. Like forever. Until I get paid again.
It was a test of how long I can hold my shit together without breaking down and dying.
DnD guy was forced into gentleman mode, and he offered to buy me food. I am eternally grateful.
The most I had on me was literally 4 one dollar bills and 3 dollars and some change in my bank account. I knew he had his savings set aside for this so I didn't wanna alter that, but he was amazing. I am really thankful.
We went to our room and go all our shit out of the car. Everything I had imagined just.. wasn't gonna happen. lol
We were hungry and bored. We were gonna die.
Just kidding, they had cable. It almost killed us though.
The incessant commercials ... I can't believe people still watch cable. What poisonous garbage.
So yeah, we chilled in the hotel room that night with cable television.
The plan was to stay there and get settled in so we wouldn't have to make the trek down early morning the next day with all the traffic and actually be rested and whatever. HAHA. yeah.
But we did discover a new show about some rich hick family who became millionaires through a duck call business. Like selling duck caller thingies for hunting. Weirdest shit ever.
And then we saw some news thing about a family that accidentally came across a lottery ticket, and they won. That was infuriating.
At some point we braved the streets and walked over to the Jack in the Box that was a block away. He treated me to dinner, bless his little heart. Then we went again because we're just hungry all the time. But this time we drove because we didn't wanna die. I bought myself a large soda with my 4 dollars. He said he wanted to buy but I felt bad enough. =\ .... THANKS BOO.
It sucked that Devon wasn't there. It could've been the Little Tokyo crew... but in Long Beach.. for not Ramen things but convention things.
The next morning
We were supposed to be up by 9 to get ready and split. It started at 9:30 and figured... that sounded okay. But instead we woke up at like.. not that. And went later. They had continental breakfast so we literally went down there and grabbed as much as our hungry asses could. We looked like thieves. IT'S FREE THOUGH, SO.
We got ready and drove to the convention center. Parking was funny. We didn't know it was gonna cost $10, and DnD guy only had $6. The guy was cool and let us in anyway.
The only things I had equipped to survive this weekend was my little phone's camera and my aesthetics. I made it work.
Side story:
When I was in San Diego, I had asked Alan if he was going to the con. He said he wasn't sure but might check it out. This turned into a lets all go together thing that I wasn't fully aware of and became awkward.
Once we got there we went inside and wandered around the lobby going IS THIS IT?
Yanno.. because I'm a dumbass. The only other convention I've ever been to was Blizzcon 2010. I thought it should've been.. bigger. There was no way it was just a hall with rooms and panels... and that's IT. There were stairs that led to a lower level, but the signs were confusing. They said press only. So we're walking around totally clueless to the show floor at the end of those descending stairs.
It took us a while... we got it.
We were like omg are we trespassing into the professionals only area? lol.
OH THIS IS THE SHOW ROOM THAT MAKES SENSE.
COOL.
And taking it all in was like omg. Where do we even start? Which direction do we go? LOOK AT ALL THESE BOOTHS, AND THINGS, AND PEOPLE IN NEAT COSPLAY. ALL THIS STUFF TO LOOK AT HALP
Josh was there. And Alan was able to make it after all! He stayed the night at our place and he and Josh ended up going together. I didn't really see much of them that day until way later.
I was kind off doing my own thing, as was DnD guy. Every now and then we'd walk together and brainstorm my plan of attack to track down the joker cosplayer who goes by "Harley's Joker."
That was my mission. To track down "Harley's Joker" and take as many pictures as possible with him. I saw him almost immediately a few rows down, his form slightly obscured from my view by posters, booth guys, and other attendees eager to meet him. He was also with his gf, and I know how that goes.
Dating a musician for 5 years that's in the industrial version of the backstreet boys? OH I KNOW HOW THAT GOES. This might be a little tricky. But I got this. I'm like Steve Irwin. I got this.
It wasn't even that big of a deal, but it was more fun that way. And I now totally understand the vibe I gave off when Rot and I were out at a show and someone wanted to approach him. It sucks. SORRY FANS, IF I LIKE.. INTIMIDATED YOU OR WHATEVER. I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND NAO
Look at this shit, it's ridiculous.
Dear god it was all so overwhelming. We literally just kinda stood there and didn't even know where to begin.
I should've taken a picture of the show floor.. but I didn't think of that at the time. I'm stupid. And omg... Rotny just walked in my room with a grilled cheese sammich. Awww...
This shirt made me think of my friend Deadponies. He likes the tofu.
They also had these neat cars outside that were all decked out in Star Wars shit.
And then out of nowhere I lock eyes with Chris Vrenna. OH HAY... RANDOM MUSICIAN GUY THAT I'D NEVER EXPECT TO SEE HERE and his colleague friend. I can't remember his name :(
We had literally just met the weekend before at the Cleopatra Records show. Clearly he remembered me. I was only the idiot girl bouncing the massive pink balloon around like... an idiot. At a goth show. With Dubstep.
He was like I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M HERE lol. They were asked to attend for an interview with... I forget :( God I'm awful at this shit. But were staying to check it out. I got a vibe that he's not super into that stuff, considering how he called the attendees "virgins" which .... deep down made me D:
but it's cool. I hope he enjoyed himself! Geek stuff is great :D Virgin or not! haha
Look at this fucking apron.
Look at it.
I wanted that Star Wars Coffee t-shirt so bad.
A testimony of that one time that I AM A DUMBASS.
*boner*
Legit.
*double boner*
Apologies in advanced for some of the blurrier images. I care too much about the blockage of traffic and try to avoid causing a bottleneck because I'm that fucking considerate. So... yeah.
Sweeeeeeeeet.
OMG It's Alan! :D
mmmpf.
Searching and more searching. Still no luck finding Harley's Joker. He was probably outside being photogenic or something.
I actually had passed him again, but just didn't have the balls to approach him. I thought that was it. I blew my chances of ever seeing him. EVER. It sucked.
fucking SICK AS FUK
You GO Fradel. YOU GO, MAN.
Who the shit ever said legos are for kids?
And then just as I was losing hope... I found Alan again by the bathrooms waiting for Josh, when he told me Josh had come across something that he wanted to show me.
Josh is a man of many a-showin'
Sometimes good. Often... sure, okay yeah.
This time he surprised me.
He took DnD guy and myself to Marco Galli's booth.
What's the significance of this booth?
ONLY THIS.
He did ink art for the Drizz't comics. omg
And look at Jarlaxle. That sly motherfucker.
omg.
SO AWESOME.
HOW DID I MISS THIS BOOTH!?
omghad.
The sad thing was that no one had approached him all day. He was so happy that someone recognized his work and appreciated it. I felt so bad for the guy but shit his work is amazing. I feel like a total dumbass for not having noticed the sign that clearly said FORGOTTEN REALMS right on his table. He just didn't have the stuff I recognized out on display, but I'm so glad Josh told me about it. It was amazing.
We gushed like fangirls.
YOU GO, MARCO. YOU GO, MAN.
That's the cover art for the Sojourne comic.
So yeah, Marco Galli. YOU SIR ARE THE SHIT.
After some more searching for Harley's Joker with no luck, we all went in search of food and came across a Sharky's.
Josh and DnD guy both offered to pay for my meal. I felt bad... frickin embarassed.
Josh ended up paying for it which I preferred because I could always pay him back, and DnD guy had put aside a certain amount just for this weekend. SO MUCH GENTLEMEN-NESS.
He also gave me money for gas. I was afraid that I wasn't gonna be able to make it back in fear of traffic. Oh Josh. Him and his money having ways.
Then we headed back to the convention and branched off. I searched... but still capturing stuff :D
This guy was SO CUTE. I asked him if I could photograph him, and he of course said yeah. Then as I started walking off he goes
"uh miss? Miss?"
"yesss?"
"Can I take a picture with you?" pointing to the woman with him holding the camera
"ooh, yea sure!"
*pose*
"could you..like... hug me?"
"yeah!"
He was so soft spoken, it just was really cute. His suit was awkward to hug though. It was massive. Looking back I should've just thrown myself on him. lol
CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE. IT MADE THE NOISES AND EVERYTHING
Sandeep! He was chillin at the "The Guild" booth.
He tried to get me to go to an improv show that evening and said he'd get me a nice discount, and I considered it... but then remembered I'm a dumbass. :(
I wanted to sit on his lap so bad. omg.
The one on the right... mpf.
I kept looking for him.
IS THAT HIM?! Psyche. It was the other one.
Damnit.
^ That was pretty much me the whole time. I'd see green hair in the corner of my eye and go OOH.
damnit.
And then... and then.. I spotted him. Circled by camera phones and cameras alike.
I approached cautiously like a young, hungry hyena sneaking up to a fresh corpse being picked by vultures and seasoned hyenas... to try to get a bite.
In the midst of people photographing him. I waved at him... and when he saw me he looked at me.. like with this face of "oh god is
that chick"
Or maybe it was just my social anxiety telling me this.
He pointed at me and did his grin thingy. I took the opportunity to capture this moment and cursed myself for being so far. Others were also taking his picture so I didn't wanna just jump in and go OMG LEMME TAKE YOUR PICTURE PLOX
but then he goes
"You. c'mere! Get over here!"
I DID.
YEP.
I DID.
I WENT OVER THERE.
JUST WALKED MYSELF RIGHT OVER THERE.
I SURE DID.
PRETTY MUCH WE LOOK AWESOME. Just kidding.
This doesn't do him justice. And my camera doesn't focus well unless you tap on the little square that pops up in the center if it doesn't auto-focus. BUT STILL.
Mission accomplished.
I went to find DnD guy... to let him know my mission was complete of course.
It turns out that he had acquired a mission for himself as well.
To buy a weapon. Which one? He had his thoughts on a sword. The problem was finding something... and committing. It's okay. We had the rest of the day, and the next day to figure this out.
BUT... I saw Harley's Joker guy again.. and decided to ask for more pictures.
I'M SORRY, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?
These didn't turn out as good, BUT... I have them.
^_^
The convention that day ended at 7pm. We were so ready to split. Tired, sore from nonstop walking for 7+ hours, sort of hungry, and just ready to drop. Josh and Alan said they were only there for that day. I know Josh was looking forward to meeting an artist but he wasn't there. He was gonna be there the next day though. =\ Boo.
We all walked back to the parking lot together and said our goodbyes.
DnD guy drove us back because I'm a bad driver when I don't know my way around. And it was night time.
We got back to the hotel and crashed. He woke up around 2AM I think. I got up briefly, then fell asleep again.
So exciting.
The next morning we were up around 9. Weird.
Check out was at 11 so we got dressed and went downstairs to grab breakfast. This time we didn't grab everything in sight. We sat down at the little table and talked about Haiti's gross national product and how African tribes don't care how many times you explain AIDs to them, they'll still think they need to sacrifice cows to some god of theirs in hopes that AIDs will just go away. And other worldly stuff.
We packed up all our shit, checked out, and split.
Those are my boots and lolita mary janes he's carrying.
WHAT A GENTLEMAN :D
"I was walking to the car with your boots and these two guys looked at me, looked at the boots, and then looked at me again and I was like... yeah."
This time there weren't as many people cosplaying. I'm assuming the second day is the day people just chillax and enjoy the event... but ironically... the cosplaying is part of the event. Isn't it? So like... ??? It was still cool though :D
There were still some really cool costumes.
This guy was wearing.. like.. legit LARP armor. The expensive kind that's made out of real... whatever metal they use to make it. He was clanky as shit, it was awesome.
Everyone is beautiful.
There were two panels I wanted to see. The voice over panel and the anime voice over panel, lol.
I was only able to make it to the first one. We lost track of time and missed the anime one but the one I did see was really insightful. Basically what I got out of it is... you need to have money in order to be a voice actor. Otherwise you're pretty much fucked.
The chick in the pink shirt did the voice acting for the female Blood Elf in World of Warcraft. :O
Alison... something =\
He really liked those.
Eventually he decided on getting the Sweeny Todd straight razor replica. It's super cute, but really sharp.
That day we left early. We had achieved our con goals, and I even saw the Joker cosplayer again without his get up. I would've liked to have talked to him a little more, but I'm sure he appreciated being left unbothered to enjoy the rest of the convention.
DnD guy drove us back. We got back around 3ish with hungry bellies, but opted to just go home instead. Aaaahhhh home ^_^
I had a few dollars left... so I got these little light saber hair chopstick things. They're Mace Windu replicas xD
And Josh bought purple furred cat ears.
I have to pay him back for so much stuff >,<
But I guess that's what happens when you go to a convention unprepared. Or just really clueless as to how anything works.
DnD guy made me listen to his music on the way home.
Never again.
THAT WAS FUN ^_^
I'm hoping to maybe attend Wondercon in March. We'll see! :D
omg I'm gonna go pass out now