The fair lady Scarlett recently sent me a giddy e-mail demanding that I see about attending next year’s Phoenix Comicon as a guest. She appealed to my own massive ego and cooed things about my burgeoning Internet celebrity status, which was wise, but I strongly suspect that she’s just using me to get close to Wil Wheaton. Fair enough, and well played, but don’t start screaming betrayal when you walk in on me and Felicia Day macking it out behind Lou Ferigno’s booth, you filthy harlot!!
(But seriously, Felicia’s on the threesome list, and if I score I’m totally holding you to it.)
WAIT! I haven’t agreed to anything. Scarlett’s enthusiasm aside, I’m just not sure it’d be a good idea for me to show up. I could reserve a “small press” table for about $300 or a larger exhibitor’s booth for about $600 (after taxes), but either way I’m not sure I’d really fit in with the comic book set. I’m not an artist and I don’t have any products to sell. I could have a bunch of t-shirts made, but really I’d just see myself being relatively anonymous and signing a couple of autographs. It’d be a great opportunity to sell some DVDs, but I don’t have any, so that point is moot. Also, if I told you all where I was going to be, it’d be too good of an opportunity for my enemies to strike…
I don’t know. What do you think?




