Comically Obsessed: 2/8/09

↑ Cobra Commander, looking very evil

Fanboys never die. If you attended this year's Big Apple Comic Con, you experienced the general insanity and excitement in the room, laughing in the face of these tough economic times. The geeks took over with a joyous abandon that I haven't seen at a 'con in years. Movement was restricted within the swelling, all ages crowds, full of the usual sights, sounds and smells. Light saber duels, costumes, Kaiju Big Battel-style throwdowns, general goofy exuberance and ... a non-stop dance contest to "Rockit."

Recession? What recession?

With the dance showdown's cheers echoing overhead every five minutes, I worked as hard as I could to capture the best costumes - while scouring the bins for bargains. I managed to squeeze out "recession specials" from some vendors ("these are not the prices you're asking for"), and made out like a bandit on both days. One seller even insisted I pay $5 LESS for some graphic novels, and I didn't even employ any Jedi mind tricks. It was a buyer's market for sure.

Over to the dollar bins. Perez and Byrne Avengers, Vampirella, New Avengers, Astonishing X-Men, various variants, all waiting to feed my collecting compulsion as I squeezed my bony frame in there. Some bins were so packed with mylar-bagged books that my flipping and pulling process actually frayed some finger. After blowing the smoke off my fingertips, I found an acute case of mylar burn with minor bleeding at the cuticle! Where's that healing power?

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↑ X-Men Origins: Virgin

The NY Comic Con's web site boasted heaps of artists, writers and celebrities. Except for the autograph lines, these people were tucked away somewhere. A friend of mine managed to snap a pic of the lawyer from Battlestar Galactica, hanging out at one of the booths, on Saturday afternoon. I had no such luck. But I did have a helluva lotta fun. See ya at the next NY Con - in October ... of 2010. : (

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