ConnectiCon 2009
Well, we survived. As I write this Brian is still trying to get home to Orlando, and I am wishing that I was rotting in a airport alone rather than trying to get an 8yr old dressed so we can take the 81yr old to get blood work done at 7:30 in the fucking A.M.
I bet Brian’s reading a book and things are very quiet where he is.
ConnectiCon was awesome! We had a swell time. For the first time ever Atomic Robo seemed to be a bigger draw than 8-Bit Theater, which neither of us had expected. In years past no one visiting the webcomic section of this large anime con has given a flying fuck about our comic. I always went to the con because it was a rare chance to hang out with Brian and eat shitty convention center food. It was a lovely surprise to actually be busy.
It was also a nice surprise to do an Atomic Robo panel on Saturday. Because Brian is a slug and didn’t pass on a single shred of information about ConnectiCon to me over the past several months I had no idea we’d be doing anything like that. We also had the lamest bios (because someone else wrote them) and no photos in the very large and professional looking convention program. Imagine for a moment if you will; Brian Clevinger. His arms outstretched before him, his chin on his chest as he stares at the large red rubber ball that lays on the ground before him. The ball which he just dropped.
I tell ya, this guy’s impossible . . . =D
I wish we’d had more TPBs to sell, but with Vol.1 out of print until Christmas I’m trying to make my meager supply stretch as far as I can, and Brian could only cram so many into his suitcase. It was great to see all the familiar faces in webcomic row, and big thanks to all the fans and random passers-by who stopped at our table. I’d especially like to thank The George, who is in charge of guest relations and for making sure none of us pre-madonnas gets a hair across our asses. He does a masterful job.
Brian and I made some minor progress on the Robo web-story we started working on last week ( Atomic Podcast Ep.4). We agreed on a general setting for the story, the monsters, it’s motivations, and how the basic beginning and ending would be structured. A few sketches were made. We also decided to use a character who exists outside the Roboverse, but who is tied to Robo on several levels none the less. It will be good. We tried to work in the hotel room after the con on Friday, but a solid hour and a half of Gunny Lee Ermey screaming at machineguns and artillery pieces, followed by a massive CGI reenactment of the battle for Saipan and the Great Marianas Turkey Shoot made that all but impossible.
I can’t help it. WWII is like porn to me.
Brian’s got two or three days to turn our dinnertime chat-rambles into something readable while I bang out some long-overdue commissions for some very patient people.
The only other thing I can think of as “news” is that the Widget is all done with summer camp and I’ve got to somehow fill four weeks with fun and meaningful summer experiences, while somehow working enough to pay my large and numerous bills. We’re going to spend a week with my mom, our wacky podcast sound engineer Unca Dave, Dr. Vag P.H.D., and no doubt visit a lot with my other brother Matt.
But between now and then I have no idea what I’m going to do. Goss Park until it drives me insane I guess.
RANDOM SPLENDOR
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