Spent the weekend commuting to and from I-Con, the convention at Stoneybrook University that, over the course of a quarter century, has grown from taking up one building to taking up about a dozen. My knee, although on the mend, still hurt enough to make the schlep between buildings tedious and tiresome. But the panels were well-attended and, as always, part of the fun of I-Con is hanging out in the green room where I could shmooze with Terry Brooks, Michael Uslan, Greg Pak, George Takei, Bob Greenberger and many others.
Oddly, most of my panels seemed to focus on comics transitioning into movies, or movies into books. One panel, oddly, consisted of only me, talking about the subject as if it were a dissertation.
I begged off the final panel of Sunday afternoon, since it was about Web Comics vs. Print. Since I’ve never written a web comic, have no intention of doing so, and have no opinion on the subject whatsoever, I didn’t see that my presence would add much of anything to the proceedings. I got home, put a turkey in the oven, and am overseeing dinner cooking while Caroline, Ariel and Kathleen all nap.
Also came home to discover that my VCR didn’t fire for some reason and I missed PBA bowling this afternoon. Seriously pìššëd about that. Fortunately it’s rebroadcast tomorrow at 10, but still…
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