So, this weekend just past was Ottawa ComicCon. As most of you know, I scored a last minute table, and I had some last minute fun!
It was a great event, as always.
I do want to say, however, I almost completely sold out of books. By the end of the convention, I had one book left. One book!
That sounds impressive, I know. It's really not that impressive. You see, I had very little stock to begin with. I got the table so last minute that there was no way for me to order my usual levels of stock. So I went with what I had left over from C.O.N. The truth is, I needn't have sold that much to sell out.
But I sold out. WHEEEEEEEEEE!
Anyway, I did see many returning readers, which was so much fun. You guys are genuinely wonderful! Thank you for stopping by my table for a chat. I hope you're recovering from the weekend.
There were so many great costumes! I took a few photos of my favourite ones and put them in a gallery on my Facebook page. You can view them HERE if you like. I didn't take as many as last year, 'tis true. Alas, I was concerned about the amount of storage on my phone. Sorry.
Funny story, though. I almost crashed into Will Wheaton. I say crashed in the most literal sense. I almost physically collided with him.
Did I say hello like a normal human being? No.
I ran away.
In my defence, I was on a mission of the most urgent kind. A lovely lady had accidentally left her three day pass on our table after buying a pair of shoes from the Amazing Flatmate. I took it and ran, hoping I could find her. In my hunt, and because my eyes were focussed in the distance, I didn't quite realise that Mr Wheaton and his folk were right beside me when I turned.... and almost walked right into him.
I saw a camera first, held against a grey shirt, I looked up briefly. My brain went, "Shit! That's Wil Wheaton!" and then it immediately followed with, "No time! The great conjunction is at hand! You must find the nice lady!" And off I zipped without nary a word to one of the convention's main draws.
Sorry, Wil! I actually would have liked to have said hello. I'm a huge fan of your blog and your person, and wanted to thank you for being so open about anxiety and depression. It has helped me so much.
But no. I ran away.
Moral of the story: returning lost property is more important than celebrities.
At least, that's what I tell myself to make myself feel better for being an idiot at best, and downright rude at worst.
Still, it was a wonderful weekend. Everyone was so lovely, and it was so much fun, and even though I wasn't nearly as well stocked as I would have liked, I did alright. Lesson learned, however. Together with the Amazing Flatmate and my wonderful friends at JenEric Designs, I have already reserved my spot for next year's ComicCon. I'm really excited to have them as neighbours again. All of my favourite people in one place during one of my favourite events.
And now I must rush off to edit video for tonight's episode of Nights at the Round Table for Silver Stag. I was so exhausted at the end of the convention yesterday that I just didn't have the energy to get it done. With luck, it won't take so long to upload this time around!
Wish me luck!