NYC, BITCHES!!!!!

Hey kids, it’s my official Big Apple Con Blog, Part One!

This is going to take three blogs over a three-day period to process the sensory overload of the trip,  not to mention the pictures I took…

Well…let’s start with the only horror story of the weekend: attempting to get into Manhattan from JFK Airport. I had reserved a SuperShuttle (OMG, NEVER USE THESE FUCKWITS!), but two SuperShuttle drivers who came into the terminal refused to give me a ride, even though they had my fucking reservation. FINALLY (after 30 minutes) I get a ride, and the driver has to pick up other passengers. No sweat. Except…one passenger has to get to a hotel by the Queensborough Bridge, which is an hour (taking the fright that is the Van Wyck into the time consideration) from where the other six of us in the car were going. The woman going to Queens had already waited an hour, and apparently was late for her meeting at the UN…THEN it turns out she forgot her presentation book at the airport…she shoved a cell phone at our driver and DEMANDED he talk to his boss about bringing her the book NOW. This caused some…ERRATIC…driving in the middle of fucking Queens construction, which is *SUCH* a joy. Well, we kicked her out of the car at her hotel finally…then it was time to cross the 59th Street Bridge (feeling groovy!) and head to Manhattan. Here’s some blurry cab window pictures of that ride:

THEN…I arrived at the hotel! I putzed around town for a while until Paris arrived, then it was off to the convention! We pretty much went headfirst into business, and kicked off our weekend with an interview with the ROCKING Matman of Secret Identity Podcast. Here’s some pictures I took of the interview, displaying both of Paris’ natural states…smug and tired (just being a butthead, we all know Paris does more than flaunt his ego and zone out…*ducks large objects thrown from Charlotte*):

The lovely Matt then gave us a table on the exhibitor’s floor. We set up comics and press releases, and hung out with the fabulous artist Mark Sparacio (Shi, Wonder Woman), who gave Paris a signed Sgt. Rock lithograph after Paris gave him a signed copy of AFTER! We sold a few comics, and met the awesome Static Eddie (our new Con buddy!), who is a totally cool dude. The day continued in that vein, with many awful jokes and threats to kill my compatriot, but I rocked my business suit, and the press releases went well. Dinner was then murdered, and a night was called early.

Thus endeth Day One. Success, smiles, and smug bastards all around.

Tomorrow…DAY TWO!