Friday, May 19, 2006

Keeping Up With The Times

So I see that my pal Yoshi has learned how to harness the strength of HTML within his blog posts. Let us hope this power does not go to his head shall we?

In more relevant news, I am headed out to another Anime convention on Saturday. This time my accomplice shall be the ever lovely Rhiannon, a girl I have recently come to befriend (Trust me. This story goes FAR deeper than I'm letting on. But such is a tale for later days). But you know the funny thing? It was this very fact that made me turn to myself and say "What the fuck? You haven't even posted your Supanova exploits yet!" (Indeed. I DO talk to myself) And so, I decided to give a brief overview of my experience that was...

Supanova Pop Culture Expo

Day 1:

How shall I start... Well. I guess I shall kick it all off with the point at which I exited the train. I have learned an interesting fact of Supanova. The journey to the exhibition is almost as interesting as the show itself. I exited the train, and found myself following what could only be described as a Shogonate Samurai. This is usually how I find my way to the hall. I pick the nearest Anime character and follow them. They usually tend to know where they're going...

So after an awkward few kilometres (Yea, I looked like some weird stalker... Oh well. Live and learn I guess), I finally reached my destination. Now... The funny thing about this, was that I was overjoyed to see no line down the street as previous years had yielded. I then foolishly concluded that there must be none by now, and that getting in would be a breeze.

Heh... Wishful thinking at it's finest folks. I found a line, and began to follow it back. All the way back... Through a twisting car park. Hell, I don't think I actually lined up the right way. I just got in the first one (there were several) that seemed to connect to the hall itself. And proceeded to wait... And wait...

About an hour or so later, I find myself in the bowels of a void of people, threatening to envelope me into it's warm waiting womb, from which I would never escape. Needless to say, I kinda wished I was back outside in the line. Because at least out there I had room to breath... But none the less, I pushed forward in the hopes of finding that golden glimmer of hope. The madman Anime table. But even navigating my way into a position to see what was on sale was a battle I prefer not to recall.

Finally breaking through the barrier, I purchased Apple Seed, Serial Experiments Lain Box Set, and the ever controversial Gantz box set (Well... What was available of it). Though not all was purchased at that time, I wish only to give an overlay, as the events are not quite as fresh in my mind as I would have liked them as I wrote this.

Eventually, after much stealth and espionage on my part, I managed to band together my band of miscreants, and we set off to find SOMETHING worth doing. Because you see... As luck would have it, with so much to do, there was so little to actually do. If you can decipher my insanity, a gold star.

We did run into an old friend of mine from primary school, whom I had not seen in such a long time, and who happened to be volunteering at the time. A sort of uncomfortable setting settled upon this positioning, as I was at the time trying to 'steal' a media CD, which was something everyone decided to question whether or not those were actually meant for taking. But regardless, I DID get one. Whatever it is.

There wasn't much else worth noting on that day, and so we all retired to my place to watch Anime and laugh at the Pac-man hat Yoshi picked up. It did indeed scream "I got drunk at an Anime convention". It's really too bad he didn't though...

Day 2:

This day was far more interesting. Well... Not in a whole sense... But more in the... We bought ass rapingly good lightsabers, and spent the day swinging them at anything and everything that moved. You simply would not believe the number of times I was asked where to buy one.

We met with James briefly for lunch, who had some cool nick knacks. It was here that Yoshi and I got into a number of badly choreographed light saber battles, all of which were accompanied with signature sequences from the movies. Yes. We are indeed geek's when we want to be.

What was the absolute highlight of the entire event however, was when both Yoshi and I had a run in with one Darth Vader and his escort. Not a word was spoken, as we all ignited our lightsabers and leapt into combat. Needless to say, the two of us beat him back, and the fight was over. I must say. These things are quite durable for something that looks like it's made out of a fluorescent tube.



And that dear readers, was my quaint little experience, condensed into a 'slightly less frightening than originally planned' format. I hope you enjoyed my ramblings... Well... Actually... I don't really care. The important thing is that you read them. And that's what it truly means to be a blogger. Ponder this, for I now leave to obtain sleep. And possibly pudding...

CYOTFS
- Mav

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You fool! This is a boon for all those who would wish to blackmail me. Ah, 'twas a good weekend, and I walked away with the preferred weapon of the Jedi, the preferred hat of a drunkard and the plush toy of my namesake.