When I spend money at conventions, it’s NEVER on trivial things like “food and water” or “having a comfortable place to sleep.”
Interestingly, though, I actually didn’t wind up eating cooler food anywhere near as much as I normally do over these cons. At least part of that was because I was in the Dr. Forrester costume all day Friday, and anything I ate would have had a lot of black mascara all over it from my mustache.
But just in case you think this is all a ploy for sympathy, it actually turned out to be a really good thing I stuck around the convention center. Stay tuned for the next part…
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