First off, welcome to anybody that's visiting us after Anime Boston! Once it again it was super cool to meet so many of you!

Anyways.

    So my buddy Arthur came to Anime Boston again this year and he desperately needed more insanity, so I made him some as quick as I could. He was also kind enough to give me a copy of his mind-blowing children's book about a dog with no legs. These things happen in life, and I am glad of it. But I digress, let's do a con breakdown. I only did three commisions this year, so I'll rock these on Wednesdays til they're gone, ok? I might have to touch em up a bit, since I only took pics with my phone, but whatevs, we'll cross the bridge when it's bridge-crossin' time.

    So me n Randy got to Swarmee's house around 6:30 on Thursday night, we ate some really awesome pizza and then we went into the city to get our badges n whatnot. This went pretty smoothly. We looked through the schedule of events which was remarkable for containing no times or places for events. I find, being a graphic designer, that when you are putting together a booklet telling people about times and events, those are pretty much the primary information you should include. Although it doesn't matter to me, since I don't go to the events. Moot point? CHECK.

    Then we went back to Swarmee's and we sat around for a while and went to bed! SHOCKING!

    FRIDAY:  We set up shop and saw some familiar faces. The guy next to me was a crazy salesman who dressed vaguely like a pirate and hit on every girl that walked past. This gets annoying, but it's only Friday. The independent artists room we were in was twice as big as the first year, so I went a wanderin'. Randy and I saw a girl that kinda looked like Eric Stolz in Mask, but not quite so flamboyant. That poor girl. Swarmee sold lots of stuff! I sold a little stuff! (but people really liked the new shirts, which I'll get a picture up of eventually).

    The day was mostly unremarkable, but overall good. We dropped off our junk in my car, went to eat some goddamn fine sushi, and came back to find my car somewhat less non-damaged than before. LAME. Then we went back to Swarmee's where we very ill-advisedely stayed up until 4. DAY ONE: not batting 1000. The tale continues Next Wednesday.