I'm on blog blackout from lack of a computer, but I managed to steal a few minutes at Kalinara's laptop. (She's cranky but she lost the keys to the rental so she's being nice enough now that it took twenty minutes of panic to find them in her suitcase.)
Anyway, guess which one is me:
The Donna Troy was very nice, I think she's the one who kept telling me to get in the picture while I was taking them.
After that, I managed to get a photo with Ethan Van Sciver, but when I went over to Patrick Gleason's booth my camera battery went dead. It is too tempting to get these two artists pictured with this particular costume I should probably do laundry before tomorrow so I can get Gleason's photo.
This con I have extremely weird timing anyway. On Friday, I asked a question at the DC panel which stuck with Didio because at the Saturday panel he mentioned it while everyone was taking pictures of Power Girl.
"Who says there are too many blondes in the DCU?" He was facing me when he said it. I looked up from behind my camera.
"I did!" (I don't know if anyone but me was amused that the girl in the Green Lantern costume was the one complaining about an excess of yellow hair.)
He laughed and backed away from the audience.
That's nothing, though. On the way to Chicago I pulled into a rest stop and almost immediately was offered help for a flat tire I didn't know I had. The very next exit was a town with a cheap tire place.
I'd meticulously packed all of my extra costuming stuff before I let home, only to realize four hours away that I had left the costumes themselves, the actual spandex, hanging in my living room. After I got to the hotel and we made a trip to the 7-11 to get some odds and ends we saw a dancewear store right next to it. I was able to make a costume for Saturday that actually looked better than the one I'd had.
However, I did get to attend something extremely fun that will make many of you very, very jealous. I also got to be an annoying loudmouth at DC panels. I have way too much fun at conventions.