for selfish reasons

my guest wish list for future NYCC conventions:

1. Mark Millar (ye Scottish bastard, you're going to Chicago?)
2. Garth Ennis (come back, i promise this time i'm getting a ticket, i'm gonna be early)
3. Kurt Busiek
4. John Cassaday
5. Alan Moore (not likely)
6. Warren Ellis
7. Joss Whedon
8. Mark Waid
9. Steve Dillon
10. Brent Anderson
11. Roger Stern
12. Frank Quitely
13. Alan Davis
14. Carlos Pacheco
15. Alex Ross (can you do it without charging me big bucks?)

and maybe, John Buscema (as i said, for selfish reasons. R.I.P. Big John).


addenda: after reviewing my list again, why did i leave out Ed Brubaker? dammit!

conniptions. not.

looking back at last year's Con, i had a blast and then some. then they moved it back to February. i demand answers, Fenster Man! well, not anymore really. as long as you keep that October 2010 promise. that's a long, long wait. but it probably means i'll be a lot more inclined to keep the streak going.

let us revisit one of my best moments last year. yes, this was before the blogosphere blew up because of Final Crisis. if i knew back then ... naaah, its cool.

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but little did i know, my redemption would come in the form of a Scottish badass.

look at this. doesn't he look like a badass?

Morrison has been a hero to fanboys and counterculturists everywhere with his works. he swings both ways, writing edgy fare like The Invisibles and Big Dave, and weaving epic superhero tales in All Star Superman and JLA.

so it is a little disappointing that for a specific price tag, you can have something like this:


that's for a private audience with the man. i am not shelling out $200, not if you can catch him in the DC booth.

cost of NY Comicon Weekend ticket: $45
remaining value of lost subway ticket: $65
overpriced hotdog for lunch: $5
surviving the line cut for the Grant Morrison autographing session: priceless.

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original posts here.


UPDATE: the God won't be coming. i musta jinxed him. hahahahahahaha!

no, thanks

even though i'd like to see Messrs. Morrison, Hitch and Mignola ... i'm not that liquid. or insane.

i should only be reminded that in last year's con, i was able to get J. Michael Straczynski's autograph (free plug for his movie) well past his scheduled "tickets only" session. and he was very kind enough to sign for poor souls like me who didn't have tickets.

so ... the hunt for (free) hancocks begins anew. bring it on.