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Apr. 13th, 2012
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Apr. 13th, 2012 03:42 pmHello from C2E2! I know I've been spamming photos all morning. Those of you who do not like comics are probably very tired of me, but I promise I'll restrain myself in future. Tomorrow I'll mostly be at panels and lectures, anyway. Today was all about checking out the "show floor" where the vendors and publicity booths are, and getting swag. Why yes, I do now have a Yelp branded wristwarmer, though I'm not sure how Yelp's "Blood, Yelp, & Tears" logo is a positive thing for them.
Also ran into my boss. Awkward. I mean she knew I was going, and I knew she might go, but there's really no way to meet a coworker at a dork convention without shame and awkwardness.
I had quite the adventure getting to McCormick Place this morning, involving a missed train stop and some incredible good luck. Also, just for future reference, the Metra Electric McCormick Place stop is the freakiest train stop on the line, in an underground cavern with a scary set of stairs leading upwards to a place you can only hope is not your doom. (It's the train lobby of the convention centre, for what it's worth.)
I managed to find a Ianto Jones action figure, but unfortunately even for poor dead Ianto I will not pay $35. Still bitter that the powers that respectively be do not seem interested in a Rory Williams OR a Phil Coulson action figure. I guess briefcases aren't considered dynamic toy accessories.
Instead I bought a tiny, epic out-of-packaging Iron Man toy that ran me $7 after haggling and has creepy double-articulated legs.
HIS KNEES BEND TWICE. That's not supposed to happen!
Also ran into my boss. Awkward. I mean she knew I was going, and I knew she might go, but there's really no way to meet a coworker at a dork convention without shame and awkwardness.
I had quite the adventure getting to McCormick Place this morning, involving a missed train stop and some incredible good luck. Also, just for future reference, the Metra Electric McCormick Place stop is the freakiest train stop on the line, in an underground cavern with a scary set of stairs leading upwards to a place you can only hope is not your doom. (It's the train lobby of the convention centre, for what it's worth.)
I managed to find a Ianto Jones action figure, but unfortunately even for poor dead Ianto I will not pay $35. Still bitter that the powers that respectively be do not seem interested in a Rory Williams OR a Phil Coulson action figure. I guess briefcases aren't considered dynamic toy accessories.
Instead I bought a tiny, epic out-of-packaging Iron Man toy that ran me $7 after haggling and has creepy double-articulated legs.
HIS KNEES BEND TWICE. That's not supposed to happen!