ANIME IOWA: More Lurve

Dan Wojcik: Awesomest Guest Liason evar. Hand-stamped goodie bags Saturday morning. Slack. Cute family. He wins.
Chelsea: Got me not just SOME laminating pouches, but LOTSA. Mwah!
Information Man in Kitsune Ears: (it's no secret I suck with names) You were absolutely fantastic. Super fantastic.

There will be more as I remember them. Feel free to speak up on your own behalf. My not posting about you so far just means I haven't slept enough to remember, not that I hate you.

Now, for the Periodic Drool Over Cintiq

STILL $2,499.
Oh, man, I need an art patron. Someone could get a lot of original art, or five custom maquettes for that.

Post-AI Buh Assortment with Sephora Rant Filling

It's Wednesday already! I have scripts to turn in so studioqt can letter them. It'll be up to us and editing and production at Dark Horse to get you your fix of Oh! My Goddess! on time.

Another good reason to limit con-going: post-con blahs. Even if you come home healthy, even when the con is pure awesome, there is a post-con malaise that's hard to break out of. You play with the fun memories over and over, gnaw on what didn't go exactly right, agonize over what you missed.
Work and fun are the only answers! Normal routine must be resumed!

Don't try for fun at Sephora, though!
I know I can own a place like nobody's business. My money spends the same, I'm clean, I'm well-mannered. If I want to go someplace IN A MALL, I don't usually stop and ask myself if I belong there. IT'S A MALL, not Buckingham Palace.
I went to Sephora to indulge in a few make-up treats I have actually waited years to buy. I debated, because I don't have tall dollars to fling about, or plastic to abuse.
It's funny to spend two bills and have the result be two microscopic boxes rattling at the bottom of a bag not big enough for one of those snarly lip-lick purse dogs to sick up in.

I suppose my mistake was in not going in and acting like a snotty bitch, waving away the black-coated help imperiously, maybe even looking them up and down to leave eyetracks of SHAAAAAME on them.

All in all, I'm glad I got my stuff, but going to that particular mall was an ordeal. I'd forgotten what a snotty pisshole it was. Back to using ebay and Bare Escentuals Addicts for Bare Escentuals makeup!

Later today I will post scans of drawings I did at my seat at the Impact booth last year at CCI.

Con-Go-Round

Adam Rakunas asks a question I've Been Asking FOREVER:

"Why in the hell do you let people like the Fan From Hell (Colleen Doran's juicy account of a child-using disabled fan and her antics at ELF) into your cons?

If I ran, say, a restaurant, and a customer came in, swiped food off people’s plates, wiped his ass with the tablecloth and announced he was going to sodomize his entree as it was being served, I don’t give a stony rat’s ass if that person is the restaurant critic for the New York Times, he’s getting tossed out and barred from returning. You can’t please everyone, but, as a business owner, I damn well better make sure I please the vast majority of my customers, people who are trying to have a nice meal without worrying about the ravings of a steakfucker."

Michael Suileabhain-Wilson gives a pretty good run down of what leads to the conundrum of "Why aren't steakfuckers turned out, anyway?" in Five Geek Social Fallacies, a much-needed sauce for (and dissection of the crazies depicted in) Harlan Ellison's fan horrorfest "Xenogensis."

I have seen shit behavior at conventions over and over and over. It's one of many reasons I went to only two this year. It's the reason I go to one and only one anime convention, Anime Iowa.

Every other anime convention I have been to is so rife with FGSF #1, often putting the worst combinations of #2 and #4 in charge of green rooms again and again, turning them into smelly pits of flesh rugs giving backrubs and watching TV, despite repeated complaints from guests. Or making them press liasons. Or guest liasons.
My very best example of #1 is Katsucon 2005 giving a CONVICT a table at which to perform his public service. Someone known and LOATHED for YEARS in the area. He went to JAIL last year.
If a con's not willing to at LEAST cocoon troublemakers so they don't bother anyone, stop giving them staff positions, or (ideally) turf their sorry asses, they're not worth going to.

Select cons on that basis, and a year's schedule gets a whole lot easier! I do not know how regular con goers like Robert and Emily DeJesus or Greg Ayres get through a year without having to hide bodies in hotel freexers, or curled in fetal positions in their hotel room johns.

ART PATRON NEEDED!

Mooooan. I found a used Cintiq for $1,000.

*fans self*