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I retuuuurn...

As is inevitable on the third day of a con, I feel like I've been dragged sideways over a griddle, but I live! HeroesCon was reasonably profitable, in the "Not drop-dead amazing, but definitely worth working the weekend" sorta sense. Sales were down a bit from last year, but not terrible. Generally good con, though. Some nice superhero costumes. (There was one very good Captain America costume with pants tight enough to inflame the patriotism of most women over the age of twelve. At one point, his girlfriend was looking through my prints and reached the adult section, at the same time that a young girl was at the table. He struck a heroic pose and flung his shield between child and possible porn. Naturally, the only thing I could possibly say was an enthusiastic "Thank you, Captain America!" and then start giggling uncontrollably.)

The NC Webcomic Coffee-Clatch gang was there, and I spent a lot of time at the bar with them drawing (Of course, I had tea. Well, okay, and sangria. But mostly tea!) A great bunch. Much geeking was had. (You all read Feral Chicken and Likely Stories, right? Of course you do....)

My buddy Linda accompanied me out, since Carlota had a family emergency at the last minute. Linda comes with a ten-month-old named Violet. Now, I fear babies dreadfully, but Linda is one of those good people who does not try to make their skittish friends hold the baby, amuse the baby, or anything like that. (The closest being "The baby's asleep, can you watch her for ten minutes while I take a shower?" and other such, which I am happy to do. As long as I don't have to do anything responsible involving infants, I am reasonably willing to degrade myself making faces to amuse them while Mom hits the breakfast buffet. (Which reminds me, why does even a good hotel breakfast buffet inevitably have lousy bacon?))

Granted that I have a very small sample size to judge from, Violet seemed very well behaved for an infant. No screaming fits, and her crying jags passed off within seconds. It probably helped that the few times she got extremely upset at dinner (somebody pulled a fire alarm one time, which was understandably upsetting, and the other time another baby was screaming its head off and being ignored by the parents) Linda would ask me to box up her food and bring it up to the hotel room, then take Violet off. This was admirably responsible behavior, and I publicly salute it.

Me, I'd still much rather have a dog, but it wasn't painful spending the weekend with her.

Speaking of pets, Ben was doing fine when I got back, and many many thanks to the people who suggested adding water to wet food. I tried it, and James was doing it this weekend, and it's working wonderfully--I can turn half a can of wet food into a bowl of soup, and he'll lick up every last drop. So he's much better hydrated now, and passing a lot more through, which is all to the good. We'll lick this thing yet!

And now, to collapse and sleep like the drunken dead.


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Glad Ben's doing better - our dog's UTI is clearing up as well, thank god. Do you ever work cons in Boston?

Bacon made en masse in large professional kitchens is baked in an oven instead of cooked on a stovetop to save the griddle-space for pancakes, eggs, and other items that desperately need it. Griddled bacon fries in its own fat, and is thus tastier, while the ambient temperature of the oven doesn't produce the same effect. Same reason the sausage patties are typically crap (though the links tend to do fine no matter how you handle them).

Innnnteresting! That explains it!

And now, to collapse and sleep like the drunken dead.

Best indication of a good convention experience... or the plague. It's a very fine line as I understand it. (Pardon my candor, I've just watched a really good Doctor Who episode and it always leaves me strangely verbose.

And Huzzah for the fangirl experience with Captain America!

Best way to stave off concrud is to drink a lot!

(There was one very good Captain America costume with pants tight enough to inflame the patriotism of most women over the age of twelve. At one point, his girlfriend was looking through my prints and reached the adult section, at the same time that a young girl was at the table. He struck a heroic pose and flung his shield between child and possible porn. Naturally, the only thing I could possibly say was an enthusiastic "Thank you, Captain America!" and then start giggling uncontrollably.)

Which is the same response I'm having right now.

Hey, it was a damn fun con! and yes, Captain America's pants were... inspiring.

Thanks for the props on me taking care of V... I'm still getting used to the mommy thing, and I figured two babies screaming wildly in a restaurant was more trouble than it was worth.

Every human being ON THE PLANET will love you for being willing to leave a restaurant because your baby won't stop screaming her head off. We might give you awards, or something. Or at least cookies.

Thank goodness for Captain America, saving the probably-not-quite-innocent eyes of the young from depridation ;D

Plus, the image of him thrusting his shield in the face of the kid makes me giggle (along with the thank you :D)

Wh00t for good parenting!
Also wh00t for hydrated Ben!

We'll lick this thing yet!

Now there's an evocative image.

Your Monday morning pick-me-up!

These artists' originals sell for about what yours do. :)

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Red sangria, or white? I'm a red sangria fan, myself.

Sounds like you had a great time, glad to hear it!

Glad you had a reasonably good time; very glad to hear that Ben is doing better. An improperly hydrated cat is a miserable thing.

I have to ask. Would Captain America have been the "I just got out of the shower, and there was no hot water" kind of pants dude, or the "I am REALLY GLAD to be here" kind of pants dude? :)

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