I'm Back From Outer SPACE
I have returned to the land of Lincoln, baby! Here's a rundown on the trip:
The drive was alright, about six hours total. (Fun Fact: It almost takes me as long to drive to Chicago as it does to drive to Colombus, OH) Scenery was decent, as Bro would say, "It's just more of Illinois". We ate at a White Castle somewhere in Indiana. A White Castle Pepperjack Burger is pretty good, and so are the Onion Chips. Not long after we checked into the Holiday Inn Columbus East, we set off for the Laughing Ogre and the pre-show gathering.
The Laughing Ogre RULES! And no, I'm not just sucking up because they gave us free pizza and pop. It's a nice, climate controlled, spacious shop that sells a wide variety of comics both mainstream and obscure. I bought $40 worth of stuff in ten minutes. I shudder to think how much money I'd have dropped if I really went exploring. Oh, and the staff were really nice and personable, nothing like some of the surly shopkeeps I've encountered in my travels.
The Pre-show get together was okay. I met some people, shook some hands, and drew Tea Cup and King Smooth on this big, double sided board the Bob Corby (the guy who runs the show) brought in for everyone to draw on. Unlike everyone else, I shamelessly plugged my book in my sketch. I'm kinda kicking myself that I didn't shake more hands and whatnot, but I've never exactly been a social butterfly.
SPACE was alright. I didn't sell like gangbusters, but I didn't totally tank either. The quarter comics moved the best (gee, big surprise...), I sold, traded, and gave away w/purchase all of em, and I got rid of the rest of my stickers. The main books didn't move very well, but frankly $5 was just a little pricey at this con. In addition, I'm not sure if the content of my book really suited this con. It is my curse: too mainstream for the underground, too underground for the mainstream. My only real complaint about the con was that my booth was stuck in the far corner. Kinda a sucky location. Oh well, no big.
To celebrate a solid day, me and Bro braved the horrors of Yuppieville to eat at Figlio's Wood Fired Pizza. Despite the Yuppies and Well to Dos being everywhere (we were far too scummy for that place), the Za was great and very unusual. A real treat for a pair of gormands like us.
After Blueberry Pancakes at Bob Evans, we made a straight burn on home. Tommorrow: I'll review most, if not all, of the comics, minis, and zines I scored at the Con. Rock.
The drive was alright, about six hours total. (Fun Fact: It almost takes me as long to drive to Chicago as it does to drive to Colombus, OH) Scenery was decent, as Bro would say, "It's just more of Illinois". We ate at a White Castle somewhere in Indiana. A White Castle Pepperjack Burger is pretty good, and so are the Onion Chips. Not long after we checked into the Holiday Inn Columbus East, we set off for the Laughing Ogre and the pre-show gathering.
The Laughing Ogre RULES! And no, I'm not just sucking up because they gave us free pizza and pop. It's a nice, climate controlled, spacious shop that sells a wide variety of comics both mainstream and obscure. I bought $40 worth of stuff in ten minutes. I shudder to think how much money I'd have dropped if I really went exploring. Oh, and the staff were really nice and personable, nothing like some of the surly shopkeeps I've encountered in my travels.
The Pre-show get together was okay. I met some people, shook some hands, and drew Tea Cup and King Smooth on this big, double sided board the Bob Corby (the guy who runs the show) brought in for everyone to draw on. Unlike everyone else, I shamelessly plugged my book in my sketch. I'm kinda kicking myself that I didn't shake more hands and whatnot, but I've never exactly been a social butterfly.
SPACE was alright. I didn't sell like gangbusters, but I didn't totally tank either. The quarter comics moved the best (gee, big surprise...), I sold, traded, and gave away w/purchase all of em, and I got rid of the rest of my stickers. The main books didn't move very well, but frankly $5 was just a little pricey at this con. In addition, I'm not sure if the content of my book really suited this con. It is my curse: too mainstream for the underground, too underground for the mainstream. My only real complaint about the con was that my booth was stuck in the far corner. Kinda a sucky location. Oh well, no big.
To celebrate a solid day, me and Bro braved the horrors of Yuppieville to eat at Figlio's Wood Fired Pizza. Despite the Yuppies and Well to Dos being everywhere (we were far too scummy for that place), the Za was great and very unusual. A real treat for a pair of gormands like us.
After Blueberry Pancakes at Bob Evans, we made a straight burn on home. Tommorrow: I'll review most, if not all, of the comics, minis, and zines I scored at the Con. Rock.
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