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Apr. 26th, 2013 12:42 pmC2E2, the entertainment expo, from above. Well, 1/4 of it anyway...
Apr. 26th, 2013
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Apr. 26th, 2013 05:00 pmI am home from C2E2, the Chicago Comics and Entertainment Expo! I may no longer have feet, I haven't checked.
Last year I did all three days, but this year I only bought a Friday pass, which was wise and somewhat precognitive in retrospect, given that I didn't know then I would be traveling on the 28th. Friday's the best day to go, in terms of crowds, but even so it was pretty jammed by the time I left.
I got home covered in old-comic-book dust, con funk, and train grime. IT WAS PRETTY AWESOME.
One of the motivations for going, this year, was that I have all these 80s and 90s comic book trading cards to unload, and I was hoping to source someone who would tell me their worth (likely minimal) and maybe help get them off my hands.
What I discovered instead is that the people who deal in what are called "non-sports cards" are UNIVERSALLY CREEPY. I spoke to three of them before I gave up on finding one who was even minimally socially adept and not an asshole. I used to collect baseball cards so I know that card dealers can be on the low end of the "acceptable behaviour towards another human being" scale, and my social awkwardness tolerance is high because hello, very awkward myself. But these guys blew all previous experiences out of the water.
Still, overall I had a great time. The con was in a different building from last year, with an elevated food court at the center and much better cellphone reception.
Plus I got a pair of Captain America socks. They have wings on them.
I might wear them to the interview on Monday.
Last year I did all three days, but this year I only bought a Friday pass, which was wise and somewhat precognitive in retrospect, given that I didn't know then I would be traveling on the 28th. Friday's the best day to go, in terms of crowds, but even so it was pretty jammed by the time I left.
I got home covered in old-comic-book dust, con funk, and train grime. IT WAS PRETTY AWESOME.
One of the motivations for going, this year, was that I have all these 80s and 90s comic book trading cards to unload, and I was hoping to source someone who would tell me their worth (likely minimal) and maybe help get them off my hands.
What I discovered instead is that the people who deal in what are called "non-sports cards" are UNIVERSALLY CREEPY. I spoke to three of them before I gave up on finding one who was even minimally socially adept and not an asshole. I used to collect baseball cards so I know that card dealers can be on the low end of the "acceptable behaviour towards another human being" scale, and my social awkwardness tolerance is high because hello, very awkward myself. But these guys blew all previous experiences out of the water.
Still, overall I had a great time. The con was in a different building from last year, with an elevated food court at the center and much better cellphone reception.
Plus I got a pair of Captain America socks. They have wings on them.
I might wear them to the interview on Monday.