Comic Con Journal Day 2

Wifi is working at the hostel this morning! (I know you all are deeply concerned about this) At a certain point while traveling, it starts to be difficult to remember what time it is or even what day it is. Without a regular schedule, and with concerns like, "what bus do I need to catch to get to where I am sleeping?" "where is there good food?" "how much longer do I have to carry this?" and "where does one go if one is possibly interested in talking to some nice girls?" it is pretty easy to lose track of time.
So even though my body doesn't FEEL like it's 8:30 in the morning, I am very glad that it is -- because the hostel has a free pancake breakfast every morning! FREE! PANCAKES!! You have to cook them yourself, but it is still awesome. If I'd only known yesterday! yum.
The word from the publisher yesterday was that he'd be interested in seeing one of our projects when it is finished, but really we could publish ourselves just as easily as he could. Which sort of make sense, except that the only publishing experience I have is from doing Gabbo, which isn't quite the same level. Still, it would be something new to learn!
I've got to pick up some photocopies of our proposal from Kinkos this morning and pass them out to other publishers. I'm not expecting to get much of a response from that, but it would be a shame to come all this way and not at least try.
Even after one day of the convention I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. The main convention floor is huge, and so so full of people, booths and every sort of assorted pop culture miscellany you could ever not possibly need. But there are some extremely talented people swirling around in that mini-universe, and it's been a pleasure to talk to a few of them.
I'll write up more thoughts later. But for now I am finished with my pancakes, and should be on my way. I do, however, dread carrying my backpack around for another whole day. My shoulders are seriously being worn down like rocks on the seashore.

Comic Con Journal Day 1

I'm at a nice little coffee shop with tasty smoothies and free wi-fi at the moment. My hostel is sweet -- I'm sharing a room with seven other guys, but the facilities are pretty big and have almost everything you could ask for (excpet their wi-fi, which I guess is broken).
Traveling on my own so far has been really nice. First of all, the train ride down here was amazing, worth taking just for its own sake. I've also met a lot of people and enjoyed being able to set my own pace. In a few hours I'm my scheduled pitch meeting with ait/planetlar and I have no idea how it will go. I'm hoping that I will learn a lot at least!
Last night I had a dream that I met a witty and sarcastic red-head who fell in love with me almost instantly. When I woke up, it was hard to concentrate on wanting to get a publishing deal. I want to go out and find that girl instead.
I guess Bravery and Honor is lucky that I haven't met her in real life.

On my way...

to San Diego!
I hope I didn't forget anything . . .

turn of phrase

Because I think that "furthest corners of the globe" is a rather delightful non-sequitur, I really want to use it in an article that I'm writing at work.
Unfortunately it's hard to wink while writing straight-ahead copy, which means that if I were to indulge in this particular flight of whimsy, it would just look like bad writing.
Can't people take for granted the fact that I know what I'm doing?
oh, what? I have to prove it first.
oh.

well, I still like "furthest corners of the globe!"