Whatta mess. That's pretty much the best description that fits the annual gathering of pop culturists in San Diego. Comic-Con 2006 was Lost in the Dark's third year in attendance, and it's crazy how much it's grown even in that short amount of time, let alone in the 20 or so years it's been around. This year, according to some reports, saw an increase in attendance from 104,000 people to 125,000 people. And it showed.
Typically a slow night for all, Preview Night, which is open to all with a four-day pass, saw a busy crowd ready and willing to spend money. Seeing as Lost in the Dark likes money, this was beneficial to all.
Highlights of the trip, in no particular order, include:
-Seeing Drunken Elvis Stormtrooper roaming the lonely streets of 1:30 a.m. San Diego, still in character. God Bless Elvis Stormtrooper.
-Terry Moore, whose Strangers in Paradise has been around for 13 years, most of which were self-published, working his booth like a machine, chatting up everyone who approached him with questions or compliments.
-Harvey-nominated Elk's Run writer Josh Fialkov, crashing our booth in between a few meetings, stealing neighbor Rafael Navarro's guitar for an impromptu performance while I sketched for a fan.
-Xeric Grant winner Jason Macnamara, whose new graphic novel Continuity made its San Diego debut this year, crashing our booth, talking shop and extolling the dangers of taking up in a hostel during Comic-con weekend.
-The Ham and Cheese Croussant from It's A Grind, a local coffee shop on the way to the convention center.
-Chatting with across-the-aisle neighbors Bliss on Tap, whose full-color graphic novel God the Dyslexic Dog made its San Diego debut.
-The last night at the Motel 6, when the air conditioning broke. Oh wait, nevermind, that sucked, and is why next year it's the Mariott for me.
Here's pics:
SPOILER ALERT- Some of these make no sense whatsoever.
Typically a slow night for all, Preview Night, which is open to all with a four-day pass, saw a busy crowd ready and willing to spend money. Seeing as Lost in the Dark likes money, this was beneficial to all.
Highlights of the trip, in no particular order, include:
-Seeing Drunken Elvis Stormtrooper roaming the lonely streets of 1:30 a.m. San Diego, still in character. God Bless Elvis Stormtrooper.
-Terry Moore, whose Strangers in Paradise has been around for 13 years, most of which were self-published, working his booth like a machine, chatting up everyone who approached him with questions or compliments.
-Harvey-nominated Elk's Run writer Josh Fialkov, crashing our booth in between a few meetings, stealing neighbor Rafael Navarro's guitar for an impromptu performance while I sketched for a fan.
-Xeric Grant winner Jason Macnamara, whose new graphic novel Continuity made its San Diego debut this year, crashing our booth, talking shop and extolling the dangers of taking up in a hostel during Comic-con weekend.
-The Ham and Cheese Croussant from It's A Grind, a local coffee shop on the way to the convention center.
-Chatting with across-the-aisle neighbors Bliss on Tap, whose full-color graphic novel God the Dyslexic Dog made its San Diego debut.
-The last night at the Motel 6, when the air conditioning broke. Oh wait, nevermind, that sucked, and is why next year it's the Mariott for me.
Here's pics:
SPOILER ALERT- Some of these make no sense whatsoever.