It’s that time of year again and I’m in New York City for NYCC.
Most of the comics freelancers who travel tens of thousands of miles to be here do so to meet like-minded deviants willing to work in the mines of the best, most exhausting medium in the universe.
Me? I’m here for the best pizza slices to be found on any street corner in the modern world! #freethepineapple
Captain Underpants here (his actual name, I’m not bullying him!) was actually in the foyer of the Scholastic offices – my one (blessed!) trip outside of Midtown. It was great to meet him, and swap haircare tips. He also throws a mean party!
Best Thing head and Mr Fantastic butt you’ll see all year – guaranteed!
Aphmau wasn’t there, and none of the staff running her booth said they knew her personally, but they did let me (a grown adult) pull the lever on this enormous fruit machine. Ding ding ding!
Comic cons are great.