COMIC-CON 2007 - PART TWO
By Allen Barrett
In this continuation of last week's story of where I attended Comic-Con 2007, I will talk about the weird and wonderful other things that I saw at my local convention center.
After meeting Lord Maddox, I headed over to the Telltale Games booth. Mike Haley and meelWORM had been bugging me to take some pictures of the neat merchandise that they had so I went that extra mile and got one with the team, including that man among men: Dave Grossman. He used to work for LucasArts and brought us such classics as Monkey Island and Day of the Tentacle. He was kind enough to sign my copy of DotT. He is awesome.
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Sunday, August 19, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Comic-Con 2007 - Part 1
COMIC-CON 2007 - PART ONE
By Allen Barrett
So I decided to attend Comic-Con this week. I left it too late and missed out on Saturday, but I managed to get tickets for Friday. There'd be a lot more pictures here but for some reason, they've disappeared from my memory card. I was pissed. Anyway.
The train ride to the convention centre was fairly quiet until we got to the penultimate stop. 1500 people suddenly decided that they didn't want to walk the whole 4 blocks to the convention centre and decided to clusterfuck onto the train. One hot, sticky, air-deprived stop later we got there, where I saw people try to cross the road in groups of about 50 at a time. It was incredible. But at least I got there.
The queue to get in took about 20 minutes to get through. There was minimal order to the chaos and the worst part of it all was the fact that the entrance was all the way at the end of the con centre then you had to climb up stairs and go through a mind-numbingly painful experience to finally get in. I couldn't find the way down to the main hall because of poor signing.
By Allen Barrett
So I decided to attend Comic-Con this week. I left it too late and missed out on Saturday, but I managed to get tickets for Friday. There'd be a lot more pictures here but for some reason, they've disappeared from my memory card. I was pissed. Anyway.
The train ride to the convention centre was fairly quiet until we got to the penultimate stop. 1500 people suddenly decided that they didn't want to walk the whole 4 blocks to the convention centre and decided to clusterfuck onto the train. One hot, sticky, air-deprived stop later we got there, where I saw people try to cross the road in groups of about 50 at a time. It was incredible. But at least I got there.
The queue to get in took about 20 minutes to get through. There was minimal order to the chaos and the worst part of it all was the fact that the entrance was all the way at the end of the con centre then you had to climb up stairs and go through a mind-numbingly painful experience to finally get in. I couldn't find the way down to the main hall because of poor signing.
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