It was my day to cosplay Han Solo, and when you put on pants with Corellian bloodstripes and you strap on a very cool holster, it does something to your personality. And apparently it brings good luck. To start, Saturday was the first day of the convention that I spent headache free. Until that point I was plagued with a roaring headache that I could only ignore by just moving. It was a relief to wake up without my brain screaming. The Han Solo costume was super comfortable, so I knew I'd be spending a lot of the day in the exhibit hall. I had planned to see The Guild panel which was at a new room in the Hilton Bayfront. But I heard that people were heading over before 10am for the 2pm panel, and I changed my mind.
his design). He thanked me and took a photo with me. He was so nice. I could have done a cartwheel, but I'm uncoordinated and there wasn't room anyway.
I walked to the bathroom, which I wouldn't normally talk about, but while there I passed Felicia Day. I headed back to the Star Wars pavilion and noticed that Aaron Douglas was sitting for a signing and no one was in line. I stopped and exchanged what was in my head, witty banter. He had made an appearance at w00tstock that was hilarious, so I said so and expressed my Chief Tyrol love.
I spent a lot of time Saturday wandering the aisles of Small Press. I stopped by Travis Hanson's booth and started a hardbound sketchbook. I don't know why I didn't think of these like five conventions ago. I managed to grab four more sketches, so a good start. I look forward to filling up the pages. I won't remember all the comics I bought until I unpack that bag, but I know I got the first collected trade of Love and Capes and a book by Curio & Co. I covered a lot of ground, and I was tired and decided to go sit down early for the 6:30pm Her Universe panel.
Film Threat. Not bad at all. I was two rows away from Kevin Smith without waiting in a three-four hour line for his Hall H show later that evening. Smith and Gore were a little late arriving, possibly because of the stabbing that happened in Hall H. We didn't know much at that point. Anyways, the panel was hilarious and um, very colorful. I'm pretty sure I saw a lady taking her kid out of the room a few times.
The Her Universe panel, moderated by Ashley Eckstein, that followed was very girl empowering. It included female writers, comic artists, a SyFy exec, and Lucasfilm employees. Yeah, it will be another post. I got to meet Bonnie Burton after and grab a pic with Ashley.
I wrapped up the day with a mediocre, but satisying Indian meal (I bet you thought I was going a different way with that) and was asleep by midnight.