In our defense, it was kind of hard not to notice. You know those tricked-out-with-anime-decals cars that were parked in front of the con center? Well, guess what they were towing…

(Historical Notes: Past Me has surprisingly little to say about the fact that this drive down to Atlanta was, at the time, the longest drive to a con I’d ever been on.  Well, I mean, the Boston trip was longer, obviously, but that was so its own thing that the experience kind of doesn’t count here.  AWA was my farthest “regular” con trip, and you’d think I’d have mentioned it more.  Granted, it’s not like I’d never made the trip for OTHER reasons before…)