every summer, my wife (flirting above with a tim biskup monster) takes me to the San Diego Comic Convention. if you haven’t been… if you are ANYWHERE nearby… even if you have a complete disinterest in comics… you must go. at least once. to see the supermen with potatoes in their underwear. to be outnumbered by storm troopers. to experience the culture shock of complete immersion in nerdland.
not to mention the fact that many of the best illustrators in the world are there. in real life. signing books. selling weird stuff. smiling. having fun. absolutely willing to make friends… or enact an awkward moment.