|walking backwards through time
||[Oct. 16th, 2006|07:36 pm]
Making Comics Fifty State Tour
I have decided to do this entry in bizarro order, so please bear with me. I am going to start with some cool news to counter the sad news of my Uncle dying: I have been given permission to mention, that come next June (I think) I will be an Aunt for the first time (well, actually, Scott is an Uncle many times over, and hence, I am an Aunt, but that is his side). Not only that, the baby will be born in the same area that we will be in at about that time, so I will, hopefully, even get to see him/her soon after birth. Cool.|
I now return you to your regularly scheduled blog post:
Today we decided NOT to do anything real, and instead we stayed in the room trying to catch up. I don't know that we accomplished our goal, I don't feel like I did, anyway. I spent the day reading things that I had saved from my friends list that I wanted to read. I did not comment on anything as the reading took up too much time. I am finally starting on what will probably be a very long post (unless I decide to split in half, and then it will be two long posts) and it is already six pm. We have yet to repack our clothes in preparation for our departure, nor have we cleaned the car, or done pretty much any of the other things that we planned to do.
Sky finished the next Winterview (Scott and I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe), and Scott, Sky and I watched the two Studio 60's that we were behind so that we can see tonight's when it airs. That's about it for today.
Yesterday we went into D.C. and went to the National Gallery so that we could see the Rousseau exhibit. It was really great. I am a huge Rousseau fan so seeing so many of his paintings in one place was really cool. The most famous of his work was not there, and that was sad, but I think I might have seen it 25 years ago in Paris (it was on loan there at the time), so I could deal with its absence. In true McCloud form, yesterday was the last day of the exhibit. We seem to hit most cool things on the last day.
We hung out in the museum until closing and then ran home (via the Metro) to feed the rest of the family's obsession with the show that I have decided to never mention by name again. I hung out in the bathroom. I refuse to watch. After the hour of bad tv, we went out for dinner at a Hamburger Hamlet. So much for excitement. We wanted to do more in D.C. but decided that we really needed a day off, so we will find time later in the year to come here again so that we can see all the (or at least some of the) things that we want to see.
Scott took some great photos though.
As we continue backwards, we hit Saturday which was still at SPX. Scott had a panel which turned out to be the most attended panel of the day. It was standing room only, which since it was a small room, that doesn't say as much as it could, there were probably about 100 or so people there. It was a good panel. Scott was interviewed by Bill Kartalopoulos, who started Scott off by having him describe what Scott considers his "Toxic Theory", so things got fun fast. I enjoyed it, and I think the audience did as well.
I actually managed to buy some comics during the con, which for me is almost unheard of. I never seem to get the chance, but I saw a few books that looked cool to me, and bought them. I have read one of them already and enjoyed it, and am looking forward to reading the others. Winter stole one of the books I bought and read it even before I did. I am glad she picked the one she did (a teenage coming of age and coming out story) as the other was an adult title and would not have been the least bit appropriate for her.
Not only did Scott and I buy books, but we were given them. Lots of them. Lots and lots of them. A really lot of them. It was very difficult to get them to the car, and now that we have, we are not sure where we can put them. I don't know that there is room for all of them and the luggage. I think what we will probably do is get them to Vermont somehow, and then box them up and send them to our friend Carol. There will be a lot of things that she would like among the stack, and she can read them first, and we will read them when we get them back. Though I will probably hold on to the ones that I bought and haven't read or maybe I will just read them before we send them. I bought Carol a present, so maybe she will forgive us if we send her masses and masses of mini comics, 24 hour comics, books, etc.
When the con was over, we rushed to Politics and Prose which was a very cool store, although in the end, I didn't actually get to browse, and would love to go back some day. Scott had twenty minutes to talk, followed by Q & A for twenty and then a signing. Like all things it went long, but it was much fun. At the signing we got to meet Jon Singer whom we have heard many a story of, but had yet to meet. Now we have. I enjoyed meeting him and talking to him and a few of the other people who decided to talk to me (and Sky) instead of waiting on line for Scott. Or rather waiting for the line to get small before joining it.
We ate a frantic meal at the store, then ran back (well, drove quickly) to where SPX had been so that we could meet a large group of people for ice cream. Sky had invited many many people, and was very worried that we would be late. As it turned out, her worry was founded, as we were late, and worse, we couldn't find the place. When we did, we understood why we had so much trouble finding it. It was gone. All that remained was a sign on the door. And all the people meeting us there, had found this out and had moved on. Luckily they hadn't moved far, and we found them at the hotel. As it was late, and options were fewer, we went instead to a nearby diner. We lost some of the original group (Matt Feazell and his gang had tried to meet us but chose not to go out again) but we still had a group of 14 that took an hour to seat. It was a good group of people, and even though I was seated with people I didn't know at all, I had a great time.
After the diner, I insisted that we head home, as it was now about 1:30am and sleep was needed.
That catches you up to today, with Spain still missing. We are going out to dinner in a little bit, when we get back we need to watch Studio 60 and pack, but, I am determined to do my Spain (and 24 hour comic day) report before I go to bed.