Cultural War Corespondent
Preview Night looked like Friday. The crowds were impossible. I could not see the carpet under foot. I was locked in a mass of unmoving bodies on my way down to Hall E to see Bill Plympton. I had to take a short cut by leaving the dealer`s floor, walking down several halls outside and re-entering the dealer`s floor closer to my goal.
This morning as I type this in my hotel room that, oh so familiar, ache has settled into my legs. It will grow over then next 4 days and I will be sore for weeks after. Why, I ask myself again?
We fought the good fight yesterday. Downloading drivers for the tablet for the ani jam. Kent working to get the latest version of FlipBook working with the projector. Me trying to animate while running the booth and talking on the cell phone to Leslie Iwerks.
It is hard to believe that the convention has not really even truly began yet, the horror, the horror. Today is when the ship hits the sand. As we closed down the booth last night Paul Husband showed up in the booth next door. Dyslexic Dogs. Seems Paul is their lawyer too. Paul is a former ASIFA board member, a friend and the legal consul for ASIFA and all around good guy.
The time warp has set in, real world time has slipped away and Comic Con time is firmly in place stretching back to all those other years of Comic Cons forgotten. I see people I haven`t seen in a year and it seems like I just talked to them the day before.
Today from 2 o`clock until 9 tonight I am running one program after another. My Animation on a ShoeString presentation first then UPA followed 15 minutes later by Pixar in another hall. Run Larry run! I am really looking forward to Leslie`s Pixar documentary tonight. So are a lot of other people. One of the nicest things is that all I have to do is watch it. I don`t have to get up and talk for this one.
Marcus just woke up. It is 6 AM; the alarm is set for 6:30 but my eyes popped open at 5 this morning with adrenaline pumping. What is that about? Comic Con starts today. The truth is that Comic Con never stops. I was putting together the programming way back at the Annies. Line up guests. Nursed it along all year long with phone calls and emails and this Sunday I will be in line to sign up again for next year. The horror!
This morning as I type this in my hotel room that, oh so familiar, ache has settled into my legs. It will grow over then next 4 days and I will be sore for weeks after. Why, I ask myself again?
We fought the good fight yesterday. Downloading drivers for the tablet for the ani jam. Kent working to get the latest version of FlipBook working with the projector. Me trying to animate while running the booth and talking on the cell phone to Leslie Iwerks.
It is hard to believe that the convention has not really even truly began yet, the horror, the horror. Today is when the ship hits the sand. As we closed down the booth last night Paul Husband showed up in the booth next door. Dyslexic Dogs. Seems Paul is their lawyer too. Paul is a former ASIFA board member, a friend and the legal consul for ASIFA and all around good guy.
The time warp has set in, real world time has slipped away and Comic Con time is firmly in place stretching back to all those other years of Comic Cons forgotten. I see people I haven`t seen in a year and it seems like I just talked to them the day before.
Today from 2 o`clock until 9 tonight I am running one program after another. My Animation on a ShoeString presentation first then UPA followed 15 minutes later by Pixar in another hall. Run Larry run! I am really looking forward to Leslie`s Pixar documentary tonight. So are a lot of other people. One of the nicest things is that all I have to do is watch it. I don`t have to get up and talk for this one.
Marcus just woke up. It is 6 AM; the alarm is set for 6:30 but my eyes popped open at 5 this morning with adrenaline pumping. What is that about? Comic Con starts today. The truth is that Comic Con never stops. I was putting together the programming way back at the Annies. Line up guests. Nursed it along all year long with phone calls and emails and this Sunday I will be in line to sign up again for next year. The horror!
posted by Larry Loc @ 7:27 AM
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