San Diego Comic-Con 2006
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jainaEveryone else is posting their GenCon reports, but I'm still way behind. Here's my Comic-Con report, although admittedly it's not much of one. I didn't really do much of the con this year-- I was just so damn tired. I don't even know why, really; I didn't pull any all nighters, got at least five hours of sleep every night except Friday, and generally was a good little geekgirl. Well, anyway. (Originally, I had typed "Hopefully I won't be so wiped at GenCon" here. HA! to that, I say.)
Wednesday:
Debby picked me up from work and we drove down to the con. It was so quick to get our badges that we actually had to wait for the floor to open. Craaaazy. We found out they weren't opening the main doors till 6:30, so after running into Debby's friend Jeff, we went upstairs to try and find the line they *were* letting in at 6. We ran into James and Whitney up there, and the whole posse of us ended up in a sort-of-maybe pro entrance that let us bypass the ginormous line. Yay! Once on the floor we found the WizKids both, featuring Rogue and Dan, and then Aaron and Kelly came over and the four of us set out to explore. We started at the far end and went methodically, and that took pretty much all night to cover about a third of the floor. Afterward, the lot of us went out to the Cheesecake Factory, in Mission Valley, to avoid the Comic-Con crowds. It was super-yummy.
Friday:
I skipped Thursday completely to spend time with my dad and brother and work on my costumes. Dad drove me downtown for masquerade rehearsal in the afternoon, then I met up with him and Sean at Seaport Village for dinner. Friday morning, Dad and Sean came down to Comic-Con with me! I wore my Sith Cheerleader outfit. I had Masquerade rehearsal first thing, so the boys dropped me off and found parking, then came back to watch a couple of run-throughs and give us some feedback. At the con, we walked around the floor for awhile, so I could show them the sights. They had lots of fun critiquing the James Bond figures at the Sideshow booth. When we got tired, we popped over to Hall H to see whatever was going on there, since at least it's usually interesting. We caught the last bit of Eragon-- its teenage star had a darling little accent-- and then I don't remember if there was something else, but the next thing was just hilarious. There's apparently a Reno 911 movie coming out, and for the presentation they brought out three of the stars-- in character and in costume. They played it like the movie was a documentary and the "filmmakers" were twisting everything to make them look stupid. It was absolutely hilarious. The movie is probably complete crap, but the panel was great. I left shortly thereafter to go up to the BSG panel.
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ajmeow and twjudy so I stopped and talked to them for a bit. A line-ish sort of thing was starting to form, so we got in it. The line quickly turned into a mob. A very, very crowded mob. A very, very crowded mob that wasn't going anywhere and was growing by the second. Well all right, I thought, we'll just wait it out till 2 pm, when they let us in. 2 pm, nothing. 2:05, nothing. 2:10, nothing. Finally I couldn't take the crowd any longer and pushed my way out to find all of one "Elite" security guy at the head of three angry lines. He was totally clueless, of course. I found Rogue in another line, and we waited around for another few minutes before they *finally* opened the doors and the mob surged in from all directions. I couldn't see AJ or Judy, but Rogue, Matt, and I got seats together.
For all of that, the panel was totally worth it. Edward James Olmos, James Callis, Lucy Lawless, Aaron Douglas, Ron Moore...they were all great. It's so clear that everyone just cares about the show and its characters so deeply; all the actors went on at length about the motivations of various characters and the themes the show explores. Well, except Aaron, who was the requisite comic relief. It was an awesome panel, and I'm really looking forward to season 3. Even if EJO says it's the darkest thing he's ever been a part of, which, yikes.
I wanted to catch the last half of the Star Wars authors' panel when BSG was over, but they'd closed the room and weren't letting anyone else in, grrrr. So I got in line for the SW trivia panel that was running afterwards, and talked withjawajames for a bit. They run the trivia panel "last man standing" style, which is my favorite way of doing trivia. Basically, you put everyone in a big open space with a line down the middle. You ask a question, and give two possible answers, assigning an answer to either side of the line. Then everyone walks to whichever answer-- whichever side of the line-- they think is correct. Everyone who's right stays up, everyone who was wrong goes back to their seat. Repeat until only one person is left. (Decipher used to do this method of trivia at GenCon, and I *loved* it. I won so much free LOTR stuff off them!)
I got out two questions into the first round, which, no big. I was just there to have fun and kill some time, anyway. During the second round, I managed to stay up, despite knowing almost none of the answers, by either following the herd or playing eenie-meenie-miney-moe. Then they asked the question, "During the filming of Episode III, which actress was code-named 'Debbie Gibson' on the call sheets, Amy Allen or Natalie Portman?" The herd moved toward the Amy Allen side, and I thought, well, if I pick Natalie Portman and I'm right, then I win. Anyway, she'd be more likely than Amy Allen to need a code name, right? So I stood on Natalie's side. And I was right! Dude! They pulled me and the guy who won the first round up on the stage to do a lightning-round elimination, which I lost (by not knowing which language Huttese was based on). But I got a nifty teeny-scale Obi-Wan lightsaber from Master Replicas as my prize! Yay!
There was a costume design panel in the same room afterward that I stuck around for, but I kind of wish I hadn't. It was the only costume panel I was able to make all weekend, but honestly, it wasn't worth it. It was just the designers giving little powerpoints of whatever movie they were presenting. I think the Q&A would've been more interesting, but I had to leave early to get in line for SNAKES ON A MOTHERFUCKING PLANE!!! Dad and Sean were already inside Hall H, thankfully, because I was stuck in a freaking long line to get in, since the room was currently full for the Star Wars spectacular. It was not a fun line-standing experience, but I got in, sat with Dad and Sean, and had a hell of a time. The snake-handler guy from the movie (who is apparently mortally afraid of long pants) brought out some actual GIANT SNAKES, and Samuel L. Jackson and the director took questions with exceedingly good humor, and they weren't afraid to make fun of stupid questions. (Fanboy: "Does the movie accurately represent the behavior of the snakes?" Director: "Are you high?") And then they showed 10 minutes of footage, which was more than enough to convince me that despite its inherent awesomeness, I don't actually want to see the movie. Anyway, it was seriously cool to be in a room packed with 6000+ people all screaming for SoaP and Sam Jackson. Good stuff. Afterward, we rounded up Rogue, Dan, Debby, and Aaron and went to dinner at On the Border. Yummmm. Then I went home and finished my costumes and I DID SLEEP! For a few hours, at least. Oh, and I made peanut butter cookies, for Masquerade.
Saturday:
Ahhh! Wake up! Shower! Gather costume things! Drive downtown! Barely catch trolley with much luggage in tow! Make it upstairs! Find rest of group! Breathe collective sigh of relief. *phew* Rogue and I basically dedicated Saturday completely to Masquerade, with pauses to go to the Stargates panel and the Veronica Mars panel. We were able to rehearse in the empty dressing room and finally decide that yes, we could pull this bitch off without thoroughly embarassing ourselves. The Gates panel was generally unremarkable (unless you're a Sparky shipper, in which case OMG JOE JOKINGLY MADE OUT WITH TORRI!!!!!) but good fun. The Veronica Mars panel was...not. Why on earth would you waste all the effort bringing basically your whole cast, then not let them say anything interesting and take all their questions for yourself? Yes, Rob Thomas, you ass, I'm looking at you. Bleah. On the plus side, it made me like Ryan Hansen a lot more.
So. Masquerade. I was really nervous this year. Like, really really nervous. I think it was because in previous years I'd been a part of someone else's entry, so there wasn't so much pressure. But this year it was my idea, and seven other people who'd hung their Masquerade hopes on that idea, and I was terrified of the audience hating it. So I spent most of my backstage/greenroom time flitting from one method of trying-not-to-freak-out to another. As a consequence, I didn't go around and meet other contestants and say hi to people I knew like I usually do, which I'm sad about. We did manage a final rehearsal out in the hall, and I gave my best effort at a pep talk for the eight of us. Well, nine, including our propsmistress. (You rock,moonlightnrain!) We were number, er, twentysomething? So we got to see a fair number of entries before they called us to line up backstage. As we waited to go on, I gave my last words of wisdom (?): "Take the energy and let it drive you; be bigger than you've ever been before."
Our actual performance went so fast, I barely even remember it. It was like everything was moving twice as fast as normal. Everything went pretty much as planned until the end, when we couldn't get Corli's cloak on for her quick-change, so Will rescued Jack a bit late, and sans hat and cloak, but hey, that's live theatre for you. And then we rushed offstage so fast that we didn't hear the reaction from the crowd, which was apparently very loud and cheery and full of "ARRR!" It was just sort of an "omigod, it's over, PHEW" feeling. Then we went to the photostage, and back to the greenroom, and honestly I don't remember much after that until they were announcing entries that had won awards. They didn't call our number for the company awards, which was slightly disappointing but not too surprising since we were only eligible for a couple of them. Then more waiting, more waiting, until they came with the trophy awards list and we all sat there tensing like crazy as they read off numbers and then OH MY GOD they called our number and we started shrieking. At that point we didn't know what we'd won, whether it was an actual trophy or an honorable mention, but it was *something* and that was enough.
We had to go line up backstage again, and this time instead of a bunch of anxious costumers it was a happy-bouncy parade of mutual congratulations and what-did-you-gets. I kept trying to peek over the shoulders of the Masq staff who had the list of awards, and finally succeeded in reading "Best Presentation: PDQ Pirates" off of someone's clipboard. I went back to our group and said, "Hey guys. Best Presentation" and we had this big hug and I cried and said something that I'm sure was sappy and stupid and it was just so. damn. satisfying to finally have it work, after all the planning and rehearsing and worrying we'd done. And the group agreed that I should keep the trophy since they only give you one, which was so sweet. Thank you so much, guys! I love you! Corli,kelbebop, Cathleen, scendan, iamradar, Kim, moonlightnrain, and of course sirrogue, thank you all for being one kickass Masquerade group.
And then we went home. And slept the sleep of the victorious.
Sunday:
But then we had to wake up on Sunday and do it all over again. Or at least our costumes, sincesirrogue was going to teach the pirate game at the WizKids booth in his Barbossa costume, and I was going to a photoshoot on the HMS Surprise and the Star of India at the San Diego Maritime Museum with the rest of our group, minus Kim. We had so much fun at the photoshoot, coming up with funny poses and laughing, and sweating cause it was hot and sunny! The nice guy who sold us our tickets even let us in for the kid's price because we were in costume. Carolyn and Radar took their leave, and the rest of us caught the Comic-Con shuttle over to the convention center (air conditioning! yay!) and met up with Rogue for a picture. Then Cathleen took off to meet with her family, so it was down to me, Corli, and Kel. We made a half-hearted attempt to walk around the floor, but then realized we'd all be much happier to go sit in the air-conditioned lobby of the Omni and have a sandwich. So that's what we did.
Only on the walk over to the Omni, I had possibly my most rewarding moment of the whole con-- we spied a little girl dressed as Shindig Kaylee (in the big pink fluffy dress) standing at the trolley stop, and flailed over to her yelling "Kaylee! Kaylee!" I told her how much I loved her dress and that I had made one last year. Her mom said, "Oh, are you Caitlin?" and I said, "Er, yes I am" and she said, "Oh, we love your website! We used your instructions to make her dress! They were great!" and I was just OH MY GOD. I mean, how cool is that? There's really no better compliment to get.
When we'd had enough of vegging at the Omni with our shoes off (we made quite the picture, I'm sure) we went back to the convention center for Masquerade playback, both to see our entry and to see everyone we'd missed while we were waiting backstage and at the photostage. Only they were having some difficulty getting the DVD to play, so Martin took questions while we waited. Then finally they got a different format to work, and so we got to see the Ninja Turtles and Dancing With Celebrities from the Stars and the Harry Potter group, and us too! Kel left us shortly thereafter, so it was down to me and Corli. We walked through the floor one last time, and then she went back to her hotel as well, so it was just me for the last hour or so. I left all my stuff with Rogue at the WizKids booth so I could walk around more easily, and tried to see everything I'd missed. I ran into Allison and Mike, my SW costuming friends, and they were in pirate outfits too! It was good to talk to them. And at the very close of the con, they were selling off Snakes on a Plane tshirts for $5 apiece, so I ran back to get money from Rogue and got two. (Apparently this greatly amused the person he was demo-ing the game for.)
Rogue had to stick around to tear down the WizKids booth and I helped where I could. They let us go after an hour or two, and we drove up to Dan and Debby's for a post-con party with all the CJ people we hadn't actually managed to see during the whole rest of the con. I had a lovely conversation with Kelly's daughters about their build-a-bears and why Carly's bear looked good in glasses but Ally's rabbit just didn't. And we all bitched about the evil "Elite" security people and how the organization wasn't so great this year, and talked about the good stuff too, and it was a great way to decompress. And then we went home. And that was the end of Comic-Con 2006.
A few links:
Video of our skit on YouTube
My photos from the photoshoot
Carolyn's pics
Kel's pics
Atomic99's pics (start here, click to the right)
Kell's pics (start here, click to the right)
Eurobeat King's pics (third verse, same as the first!)
Wednesday:
Debby picked me up from work and we drove down to the con. It was so quick to get our badges that we actually had to wait for the floor to open. Craaaazy. We found out they weren't opening the main doors till 6:30, so after running into Debby's friend Jeff, we went upstairs to try and find the line they *were* letting in at 6. We ran into James and Whitney up there, and the whole posse of us ended up in a sort-of-maybe pro entrance that let us bypass the ginormous line. Yay! Once on the floor we found the WizKids both, featuring Rogue and Dan, and then Aaron and Kelly came over and the four of us set out to explore. We started at the far end and went methodically, and that took pretty much all night to cover about a third of the floor. Afterward, the lot of us went out to the Cheesecake Factory, in Mission Valley, to avoid the Comic-Con crowds. It was super-yummy.
Friday:
I skipped Thursday completely to spend time with my dad and brother and work on my costumes. Dad drove me downtown for masquerade rehearsal in the afternoon, then I met up with him and Sean at Seaport Village for dinner. Friday morning, Dad and Sean came down to Comic-Con with me! I wore my Sith Cheerleader outfit. I had Masquerade rehearsal first thing, so the boys dropped me off and found parking, then came back to watch a couple of run-throughs and give us some feedback. At the con, we walked around the floor for awhile, so I could show them the sights. They had lots of fun critiquing the James Bond figures at the Sideshow booth. When we got tired, we popped over to Hall H to see whatever was going on there, since at least it's usually interesting. We caught the last bit of Eragon-- its teenage star had a darling little accent-- and then I don't remember if there was something else, but the next thing was just hilarious. There's apparently a Reno 911 movie coming out, and for the presentation they brought out three of the stars-- in character and in costume. They played it like the movie was a documentary and the "filmmakers" were twisting everything to make them look stupid. It was absolutely hilarious. The movie is probably complete crap, but the panel was great. I left shortly thereafter to go up to the BSG panel.
I had intended to pop into the last bit of the Superman panel in Room 20 and then stick around for BSG, but outside the ballroom I ran into
ajmeow and twjudy so I stopped and talked to them for a bit. A line-ish sort of thing was starting to form, so we got in it. The line quickly turned into a mob. A very, very crowded mob. A very, very crowded mob that wasn't going anywhere and was growing by the second. Well all right, I thought, we'll just wait it out till 2 pm, when they let us in. 2 pm, nothing. 2:05, nothing. 2:10, nothing. Finally I couldn't take the crowd any longer and pushed my way out to find all of one "Elite" security guy at the head of three angry lines. He was totally clueless, of course. I found Rogue in another line, and we waited around for another few minutes before they *finally* opened the doors and the mob surged in from all directions. I couldn't see AJ or Judy, but Rogue, Matt, and I got seats together.For all of that, the panel was totally worth it. Edward James Olmos, James Callis, Lucy Lawless, Aaron Douglas, Ron Moore...they were all great. It's so clear that everyone just cares about the show and its characters so deeply; all the actors went on at length about the motivations of various characters and the themes the show explores. Well, except Aaron, who was the requisite comic relief. It was an awesome panel, and I'm really looking forward to season 3. Even if EJO says it's the darkest thing he's ever been a part of, which, yikes.
I wanted to catch the last half of the Star Wars authors' panel when BSG was over, but they'd closed the room and weren't letting anyone else in, grrrr. So I got in line for the SW trivia panel that was running afterwards, and talked with
jawajames for a bit. They run the trivia panel "last man standing" style, which is my favorite way of doing trivia. Basically, you put everyone in a big open space with a line down the middle. You ask a question, and give two possible answers, assigning an answer to either side of the line. Then everyone walks to whichever answer-- whichever side of the line-- they think is correct. Everyone who's right stays up, everyone who was wrong goes back to their seat. Repeat until only one person is left. (Decipher used to do this method of trivia at GenCon, and I *loved* it. I won so much free LOTR stuff off them!)I got out two questions into the first round, which, no big. I was just there to have fun and kill some time, anyway. During the second round, I managed to stay up, despite knowing almost none of the answers, by either following the herd or playing eenie-meenie-miney-moe. Then they asked the question, "During the filming of Episode III, which actress was code-named 'Debbie Gibson' on the call sheets, Amy Allen or Natalie Portman?" The herd moved toward the Amy Allen side, and I thought, well, if I pick Natalie Portman and I'm right, then I win. Anyway, she'd be more likely than Amy Allen to need a code name, right? So I stood on Natalie's side. And I was right! Dude! They pulled me and the guy who won the first round up on the stage to do a lightning-round elimination, which I lost (by not knowing which language Huttese was based on). But I got a nifty teeny-scale Obi-Wan lightsaber from Master Replicas as my prize! Yay!
There was a costume design panel in the same room afterward that I stuck around for, but I kind of wish I hadn't. It was the only costume panel I was able to make all weekend, but honestly, it wasn't worth it. It was just the designers giving little powerpoints of whatever movie they were presenting. I think the Q&A would've been more interesting, but I had to leave early to get in line for SNAKES ON A MOTHERFUCKING PLANE!!! Dad and Sean were already inside Hall H, thankfully, because I was stuck in a freaking long line to get in, since the room was currently full for the Star Wars spectacular. It was not a fun line-standing experience, but I got in, sat with Dad and Sean, and had a hell of a time. The snake-handler guy from the movie (who is apparently mortally afraid of long pants) brought out some actual GIANT SNAKES, and Samuel L. Jackson and the director took questions with exceedingly good humor, and they weren't afraid to make fun of stupid questions. (Fanboy: "Does the movie accurately represent the behavior of the snakes?" Director: "Are you high?") And then they showed 10 minutes of footage, which was more than enough to convince me that despite its inherent awesomeness, I don't actually want to see the movie. Anyway, it was seriously cool to be in a room packed with 6000+ people all screaming for SoaP and Sam Jackson. Good stuff. Afterward, we rounded up Rogue, Dan, Debby, and Aaron and went to dinner at On the Border. Yummmm. Then I went home and finished my costumes and I DID SLEEP! For a few hours, at least. Oh, and I made peanut butter cookies, for Masquerade.
Saturday:
Ahhh! Wake up! Shower! Gather costume things! Drive downtown! Barely catch trolley with much luggage in tow! Make it upstairs! Find rest of group! Breathe collective sigh of relief. *phew* Rogue and I basically dedicated Saturday completely to Masquerade, with pauses to go to the Stargates panel and the Veronica Mars panel. We were able to rehearse in the empty dressing room and finally decide that yes, we could pull this bitch off without thoroughly embarassing ourselves. The Gates panel was generally unremarkable (unless you're a Sparky shipper, in which case OMG JOE JOKINGLY MADE OUT WITH TORRI!!!!!) but good fun. The Veronica Mars panel was...not. Why on earth would you waste all the effort bringing basically your whole cast, then not let them say anything interesting and take all their questions for yourself? Yes, Rob Thomas, you ass, I'm looking at you. Bleah. On the plus side, it made me like Ryan Hansen a lot more.
So. Masquerade. I was really nervous this year. Like, really really nervous. I think it was because in previous years I'd been a part of someone else's entry, so there wasn't so much pressure. But this year it was my idea, and seven other people who'd hung their Masquerade hopes on that idea, and I was terrified of the audience hating it. So I spent most of my backstage/greenroom time flitting from one method of trying-not-to-freak-out to another. As a consequence, I didn't go around and meet other contestants and say hi to people I knew like I usually do, which I'm sad about. We did manage a final rehearsal out in the hall, and I gave my best effort at a pep talk for the eight of us. Well, nine, including our propsmistress. (You rock,
moonlightnrain!) We were number, er, twentysomething? So we got to see a fair number of entries before they called us to line up backstage. As we waited to go on, I gave my last words of wisdom (?): "Take the energy and let it drive you; be bigger than you've ever been before."Our actual performance went so fast, I barely even remember it. It was like everything was moving twice as fast as normal. Everything went pretty much as planned until the end, when we couldn't get Corli's cloak on for her quick-change, so Will rescued Jack a bit late, and sans hat and cloak, but hey, that's live theatre for you. And then we rushed offstage so fast that we didn't hear the reaction from the crowd, which was apparently very loud and cheery and full of "ARRR!" It was just sort of an "omigod, it's over, PHEW" feeling. Then we went to the photostage, and back to the greenroom, and honestly I don't remember much after that until they were announcing entries that had won awards. They didn't call our number for the company awards, which was slightly disappointing but not too surprising since we were only eligible for a couple of them. Then more waiting, more waiting, until they came with the trophy awards list and we all sat there tensing like crazy as they read off numbers and then OH MY GOD they called our number and we started shrieking. At that point we didn't know what we'd won, whether it was an actual trophy or an honorable mention, but it was *something* and that was enough.
We had to go line up backstage again, and this time instead of a bunch of anxious costumers it was a happy-bouncy parade of mutual congratulations and what-did-you-gets. I kept trying to peek over the shoulders of the Masq staff who had the list of awards, and finally succeeded in reading "Best Presentation: PDQ Pirates" off of someone's clipboard. I went back to our group and said, "Hey guys. Best Presentation" and we had this big hug and I cried and said something that I'm sure was sappy and stupid and it was just so. damn. satisfying to finally have it work, after all the planning and rehearsing and worrying we'd done. And the group agreed that I should keep the trophy since they only give you one, which was so sweet. Thank you so much, guys! I love you! Corli,
kelbebop, Cathleen, scendan, iamradar, Kim, moonlightnrain, and of course sirrogue, thank you all for being one kickass Masquerade group.And then we went home. And slept the sleep of the victorious.
Sunday:
But then we had to wake up on Sunday and do it all over again. Or at least our costumes, since
sirrogue was going to teach the pirate game at the WizKids booth in his Barbossa costume, and I was going to a photoshoot on the HMS Surprise and the Star of India at the San Diego Maritime Museum with the rest of our group, minus Kim. We had so much fun at the photoshoot, coming up with funny poses and laughing, and sweating cause it was hot and sunny! The nice guy who sold us our tickets even let us in for the kid's price because we were in costume. Carolyn and Radar took their leave, and the rest of us caught the Comic-Con shuttle over to the convention center (air conditioning! yay!) and met up with Rogue for a picture. Then Cathleen took off to meet with her family, so it was down to me, Corli, and Kel. We made a half-hearted attempt to walk around the floor, but then realized we'd all be much happier to go sit in the air-conditioned lobby of the Omni and have a sandwich. So that's what we did.Only on the walk over to the Omni, I had possibly my most rewarding moment of the whole con-- we spied a little girl dressed as Shindig Kaylee (in the big pink fluffy dress) standing at the trolley stop, and flailed over to her yelling "Kaylee! Kaylee!" I told her how much I loved her dress and that I had made one last year. Her mom said, "Oh, are you Caitlin?" and I said, "Er, yes I am" and she said, "Oh, we love your website! We used your instructions to make her dress! They were great!" and I was just OH MY GOD. I mean, how cool is that? There's really no better compliment to get.
When we'd had enough of vegging at the Omni with our shoes off (we made quite the picture, I'm sure) we went back to the convention center for Masquerade playback, both to see our entry and to see everyone we'd missed while we were waiting backstage and at the photostage. Only they were having some difficulty getting the DVD to play, so Martin took questions while we waited. Then finally they got a different format to work, and so we got to see the Ninja Turtles and Dancing With Celebrities from the Stars and the Harry Potter group, and us too! Kel left us shortly thereafter, so it was down to me and Corli. We walked through the floor one last time, and then she went back to her hotel as well, so it was just me for the last hour or so. I left all my stuff with Rogue at the WizKids booth so I could walk around more easily, and tried to see everything I'd missed. I ran into Allison and Mike, my SW costuming friends, and they were in pirate outfits too! It was good to talk to them. And at the very close of the con, they were selling off Snakes on a Plane tshirts for $5 apiece, so I ran back to get money from Rogue and got two. (Apparently this greatly amused the person he was demo-ing the game for.)
Rogue had to stick around to tear down the WizKids booth and I helped where I could. They let us go after an hour or two, and we drove up to Dan and Debby's for a post-con party with all the CJ people we hadn't actually managed to see during the whole rest of the con. I had a lovely conversation with Kelly's daughters about their build-a-bears and why Carly's bear looked good in glasses but Ally's rabbit just didn't. And we all bitched about the evil "Elite" security people and how the organization wasn't so great this year, and talked about the good stuff too, and it was a great way to decompress. And then we went home. And that was the end of Comic-Con 2006.
A few links:
Video of our skit on YouTube
My photos from the photoshoot
Carolyn's pics
Kel's pics
Atomic99's pics (start here, click to the right)
Kell's pics (start here, click to the right)
Eurobeat King's pics (third verse, same as the first!)
