NYCC

Just bullet points, I'm knackered:

- Sold, like, two or three books? Talked with anyone who'd talk to me, said hi to most passerby. I feel like the concept sorta overloads people, but I have no idea how to express the concept that it just works. Read reviews, they all say it.

Anyway, I'd do it again.

- Jeez, there's a ton of attractive looking women in NY. I mean, shit, man. Not even the cosplayers, I'm just talking girls I saw on the street, or in the train station. And cool looking. Like...like just fucking cool ways of dressing and shit.

- That said: too many fucking people on that con floor, man. Place was choked. Also, little Asian dude on your cell, why were you wielding me like Cap's shield to get through that crowd? You're lucky my response to physical contact is to ignore it until it goes away, or we'd have had problems. Whatever, I ain't mad.

- "You don't look happy!" "I never do!" Real talk, A. Dave, that pic's gonna turn out shit. I can't smile for photos, man.

- My NY traditions remain intact: get meat on a stick from a food cart, hit Tick Tock. Beef kebabs are better than chicken, FYI. No sauce; I was wearing a more-than-$100-suit.

- Speaking of: totally going to wear a suit to every con I work. Keep that in mind if you share a table with me down the line.

- Lady who stopped by just long enough to look at the rest of the signing section, back at me, and say that it's a shame I'm not a woman: you're still right. Also, that was out of the blue enough to be really funny.

- This girl Joan (god I hope I'm remembering that right, we talked for a while) who stopped by had a lovely idea for writers: get them to write a little short story instead of a sketch. Took me a bit to get started, but she seemed to dig it.

- Haul: Giffen/Clark Doom Patrol vols 1 and 2, The Many Adventures of Miranda Mercury, The Strange Talent of Luther Strode #1, Dr. Doom and the Masters of Evil, Volcanic Revolver, a new Mighty Skullboy Army comic, Matt Roscetti's Growing Up Comic, that issue of Herbie where he fights Dracula in a pizza parlor, and (still quietly flipping my lid over this) issues 1, then 4-12 of American Flagg, the original First Comics issues, for what they cost in 198X.

Ran me just a hair over $40, which I consider amazing.

- Acknowledgements: Archaia for the lovely booth set up and hard work; A. Dave Lewis for the best iPhone case ever, Matt Roscetti for the comic and the chat, Andrew Rostan for recommending an amazing book on spaghetti westerns, Justin Jordan for not throwing Batarangs at me and being generally fun to talk to as always, Tradd Moore for being just an immensely likeable guy, Joan for rocking a Spider Jerusalem costume and letting me talk her ear off about a million book recommendations, everyone who came out, anyone I'm forgetting, and any of the above whose names I've fucked up because I am horrible with names.