The biggest pain in the ass that happens when you are getting ready for a comic convention is the endless amounts of tedious inventory and packaging bullshit just to get all your books straight in order to hopefully make a sale. But this is why we do it. It's the love of the art and writing we do that brings smiles and excitement to the many comic fans out there that makes it all worth it.
So this weekend the comic con of choice is Emerald City Comicon in Seattle, Wa. Last year my liver was so destroyed by Saturday that I felt like I had jaundice the rest of the weekend. This year seems like it will be a repeat, but on a grander scale due to the con being extended an extra a day.
If none of you hear from me after this weekend you know that I have ended up in a Seattle jail accompanied by two Filipino midgets and a unicorn with a hard on. Send help.
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