Just got back from the Universal Collectibles Show. Through no fault of the organizers, this event was pretty dead. Not many people showed up, and few were looking to spend money. So basically, Jim, Ben, Marlena, the mighty PJ and I hung out at the booth for four hours, talking. The highlight was Ben recounting the story of him throwing hamburger grease on Marlena. I haven't laughed that hard in months (but I guess it's one of those you'd-have-to-be-there type things).
For a small convention, the organizer worked his ass off to get the event in local papers and spread the word. He also provided everyone with fajitas, which won me over. I'm a sucker for good food. Personally, I think the problem is that the Dallas/Fort Worth area is over con'd. We've got so many good conventions--it's difficult to draw fans to every single event. Not to mention, we have so many good comic book retailers in the area. A lot of the mechandise offered could just as easily be found at your local comic book store, without paying $2 to get in. Alas.
While there, I started reading The Rabbi's Cat by Joann Sfar (Pantheon Books). It's really good. I highly recommend.
