Another Comic-Con in the books. Every year, about 130,000 people make their way to the San Diego Convention Center for the world’s largest gathering of its kind. After spending most of Saturday morning refreshing the classifieds on my iPhone, I was eventually able to find a badge on Craigslist for $50—which was about half of the going rate. These passes pretty much sell as fast as they release and all my friends were tapped out on any extras.
Surprisingly, the Comic-Con itself didn’t seem as crowded as the previous years. With a stew of media events and venue takeovers throughout the Gaslamp, there was just as much stuff going on outside the convention as there was going on the inside.
After a failed toy hunt for my friend Shaine, I ended up buying the first 3 issues of Johnny Ryan’s Prison Pit after finding out that the Cannibal Fuckface figure that he had just released was sold out. Like many of the items limited to the Comic-Con weekend, it was almost impossible to make a purchase without elbowing your way through a gazillion-hour-wait in line. Take in mind, I was also a day late to the party. Next year, I’ll definitely need to make a checklist before making it out. Twas fun, Comic-Con. Till next time.
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