My sob story is as follows: my usual Con buddy and I were, of course, prepared to click the "secret" link for Comic-Con passes right when the clock struck 8:00am on March 3rd. Unfortunately, said link did not work properly, and by the time my pal and I had the opportunity to purchase passes, only Thursday and Sunday were available. If we lived in beautiful San Diego, or had unlimited funds, we would have gone ahead with purchasing passes for those two days. However, neither of those things are true for us, and being far from the Con, it is difficult to swing the expense (time-wise and money-wise) of travel only for the first and the last day of the event. I usually don't attend on Sunday anyway. So my Con buddy and I had to make the decision not to attend at all this year.
I thought I would get over it, and maybe I did for a while. After all, I've had the privilege to attend twice before, and there are plenty of people who have never been able to attend, whether it be for financial reasons, family reasons, distance reasons, etc. But I am not over it right now. All day at work today, I could not stop thinking about what I would be doing if I were where I belong - at San Diego Comic-Con...
At around 3:30am, I would have been setting out for the event, either being dropped off or in search of expensive long-term parking... By 4:00am, I'd be in line, sleepy but anxious about making it to the multitude of panels that I would have added to my packed schedule and would probably cry if I missed them. The line to get into the main building probably wouldn't even be moving until 8:00am, but the hours in between would be spent reading books, checking and re-checking my schedule, yawning, trying to find the appropriate balance between staying hydrated and yet not drinking so much that you have to actually use the restroom, and of course, making new nerdy friends at every turn. (And I mean that word in the best possible sense.)
|The front of the convention center - Comic-Con International 2009|
Even if you don't make it to tons of panels, there's just something about that place at that time that warms a geek's heart. There is something beautiful about seeing so many fans (150,000 at the event every day...) deciding to come out in public and let their geek flags fly. It was exhilarating the first time I experienced it. You think to yourself: "Wow. I didn't know there were so many people who are crazy about the same nerdy things I am crazy about. If we all revolted right now, we could take over the world!"
But nerds don't want the world. In fact, most of the time we daydream about living in different worlds - the ones we read about, explore in MMOs, or see fleshed out in beautiful detail in films. What nerds want is to go to Comic-Con. And you can be sure, I'm going to do whatever it takes to get there next year! This scrabbling for tidbits from the Con from afar is just too miserable.
Did you get passes to Comic-Con this year? What have you experienced so far? What are the best costumes you've seen? I'm sure my readers would love to hear!