Conventional Wisdom

I mean, in total fairness, the pain factor has less to do with how heavy things are and more with what an unnatural position my arm ends up in.  There’s just something about the shape of our man Servo that results in my arm spending hours at weird angles it normally doesn’t twist, and it’s all downhill from there.  Still, though, I had a LOOOT  of crap in that bag on Friday.  Even with all the pockets on that Dr. Forrester jacket, I still had a lot of stuff that needed carrying around externally, and one of the many joys of cosplaying is the way it restricts your options on how haul said stuff.  Also, there’s an added punchline to just WHAT was in the bag and WHY I felt the need to have it all directly on my instead of stashed at a secondary location, but that’s gonna have to wait for a later comic.

Also, just gotta take a second to acknowledge the ABSOLUTELY BLINDING SUN that hits that side of the convention center every evening.  Hi there, absolutely blinding sun!