Comic-Con Ho
July 9th, 2012 | Uncategorized
Hmmm. The phrase “westward ho” is kind of ruined forever…but I am heading westward this week to the San Diego Comic-Con. And although I am not exactly being paid for my favors, I am getting free travel, a hotel room, and a $50/day meal stipend. I’m not sure if that constitutes prostitution on my part or not.
I’ll be doing a bunch of things at Comic-Con, including a signing at the Prism booth on Thursday 7/12 from 4:30 to 6. I’ll also be at the 25th anniversary of the Gays in Comics panel. And I’ll be on the “No Straight Lines” panel with Justin Hall who just edited the massive anthology No Straight Lines: Four Decades of Queer Comics for Fantagraphics.
Here is Dr. Winnicott a few weeks ago, soon after my return from Chicago, looking imploringly at me from my suitcase.
44 Responses to “Comic-Con Ho”
Pick up some Hobbit swag for me! I’m so jealous of people who get to go to Comic-Con. Sigh.
(It was great seeing you and Cathy a couple weeks ago at Bear Pond.)
xoxox
Christopher
Yay! Looking forward to meeting you and getting a few things signed.
I’ve been on the receiving end of “your leaving me again?” stares from my cat many time.
I hope you have safe travels and a good time at Comic-Con.
“Ne me quitte pas” — LES CHATS DE CHERBOURG, Michel LeGrand. Reworked, of course, into the version we now all know and love.
I’m so jealous-jealous that you get to do Comic-con, and jealous that Comic-con gets to see you! Meanwhile, out here in fly-over country…
Sounds like a legit gig to me. Airfare, room, board… nice! Don’t think the good enough kitty is going to like it much but hope you enjoy your trip!
Comic-Con has always seemed a bit too daunting for me. Big, loud and crowded. I have people I could stay with, and could score a press pass to get in free, but I’ve never made the trip. I always say “Maybe next year.”
Maybe next year.
Geez, isn’t Santa allowed to say “Ho ho ho” anymore? This kind of reminds me of people who complain that it’s no longer possible to use “gay” to mean light-hearted and happy.
Alison, at least no one can call you a banker. Have fun in San Diego.
Tell Dr. Winnicott that St. Jerome can be in Vermont within the hour.
Andrew B: I’ve talked to people who are genuinely furious at gay people for taking a perfectly good word and making it “dirty”.
I think it’s they who have dirty minds. I spoke to one perv who won’t use the word “ball”. When he plays tennis, he doesn’t play with a ball, he plays with a “sphere”. I’m NOT kidding. He insists that others around him speak the same way, and gets all huffy and indignant if someone says “ball” in his presence.
Seems to me he’s screwing up his ability to engage in social intercourse.
Off-topic, I know, but this is a pretty cool article about lesbians creating their own PAC:
http://news.yahoo.com/high-powered-lesbians-create-pac-own-040246328.html
Back here in KC, we’ve been busy with the All Star game, which of course the Phelps clan chose to picket. The big news? Nobody even seemed to notice them.
Wasn’t A.B.’s title of this blog post a big hit for Boy George back in the 80’s? Sure, it was: Coma-Coma-Coma-Comic Con. Ho Ho Ho. It Comes and Goes, It Comes and Goes.
Btw, lesbians, unite! There is now a lesbian superpac (LPAC)!
shadocat (#11) Great minds think alike, at least about lesbian superpacs!
shadocat (#11) Of course nobody noticed the Phelps people… it was the All-Star game, and everyone in the stadium was there to see all the stars in the sky when the lights in Kauffman Stadium were turned way down! That’s what I gather from my usual news source, anyway…
Kate L: that article made me snort milk out of my nose! David Ortiz indeed.
Yes, it was busy week out here in the heartland. The Phelps’ were shunned, the American League got skunked, and rumor has it that Charlie Sheen was in town and trashed a hotel room.I know Comic-Con has sounded her siren call, but Alison, can’t you see what you’re missing?
Dr E… social intercourse… : )
Dr. E, Aunt Soozie When I lived in New Orleans, long ago, I was comforted by the fact that the city was protected by dikes. And, as a geologist, I’ve always wanted to become a card-carrying member of the International Dyke Association*, and to attend the quadrennial International Dyke Convention in some far-flung part of the world.
*Dykes, it turns out, are igneous intrusions that cut across pre-existing rock. Nothing stops a dyke! My favorite International Dyke Association convention theme was “Dyke Swarms: Key to Geodynamic Interpretation”.
Hope your suitcase behaves itself!
Well, Alison is going on the road, and after nearly two years, I am getting off the road, and moving into my newly-built (to replace the burned down) house. Whew. Long haul. Thanks to all the DTWOF folks for your generous love and support. Westward ho, indeed!
Kate: http://xkcd.com/1082/
I predict that this will be found taped to doors and file cabinets in geology departments the world over for years.
I like the view! If memory serves, you are in the Colorado Rockies front range. How are you doing with the current wildfire situation?
Kate @21 – We’ve had lots of rain, so the fires are mostly out for now. Still on edge with months to go of Fire Season. The damage is astonishing – hundreds and hundreds of homes lost, thousands of people displaced. Hopefully it will continue to rain!
Andi
I haven’t heard from my brother and his wife – last I heard, she was in the cabin, with a plan of escape, and he was returning to the Springs from a business trip.
@Andi
Mazel Tov on making it all the way back home, and many thanks for your amazing blog posts documenting the twists and turns of your emotional and logistical journey to get there. Much love to you and Princess Nellie.
San Diego has a cat connection for me – last year I blew a chunk of my redundancy pay on an antique cat, as I figure it’s like having my savings in tangible form. Found one via e*ay in San Diego and successfully imported it direct, long learning curve. Imagine shipping in a very fragile object six thousand miles, from an unknown vendor to whom you have just sent a chunk of money? Anyway here’s the outcome. Since then I got a left-hand one too, for that I just had to go 50 miles on a train.
My girlfriend Anne and I love each other. Completely.
Sadly, since it became time to peacefully end the life of our beautiful sweet natured 18 year old tortie, Poppy, we are without cat. We miss her. There is Nothing like having a beloved four-pawed little mammal for maintaining your home at warm blooded temperature. And for listening to all your secrets.
I know that look, Dr Winnicott; it’s time your people were together at home with you, under your purr-view.
I’m back. I was in hiding at a domestic violence shelter but now i have a place to live with my cat Lydia the Tattooed Lady. and my veryt own first computer.
little gator! Omg-hope you are okay!You’ve been gone a long time-missed you!
@little gator
Welcome back, glad you and Ms. Lydia are safe and sound. Bonus points to anyone who knows what film that song first appeared in.
(… goes back to singing, “Lydia oh Lydia, that encyclopedia, Lydia the Tattooed Lady” …)
hoh-Was it “At The Circus?
Re #26, you have my deepest sympathy. Our home would feel empty without our 18-year-old orange cat, Fox (as in Mulder–we lost his gal pal named for Dana Scully a few years ago). We thought he was going to leave us last fall when he lost a lot of weight and the vet found a mass on his pancreas, but he has done quite well since then (except for his arthritis in his hips and knees). What worries me is that this may, at least in part, have happened because he loved having my husband, John, home all day following John’s layoff, which meant lots of small meals and cuddles. John has just landed another job, and I worry that Fox will relapse when he’s home alone again during the day.
Sigh, what is it about kitties that makes them so magical and wonderful? Little tigers? Aloof royalty? I used to have kitties until I was taken over to the Dark Side by doggies. I’d love to have both, but Princess Nellie Dawg won’t hear of it. Sigh. Kittehs are so kewl.
Ding! Shadocat wins the prize. The film was the Marx Brothers’ “At The Circus”, the third film they made for MGM (the first two were “A Night At The Opera”, and “A Day At The Races”). The clever cinematographic images superimposed on Lydia’s torso barely got past the censors of the time, the Hays Office. The song itself was written by Harold Arlen and Yip Harburg, whose best-known film music is the score for “The Wizard of Oz”.
(… goes back to singing… “Lydia the tattooed lady; She has eyes that men adore so; And a torso even more so; Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclopedia” …)
that’s pronunced “encyclopydia” so it rhymes?
Pam, ha! thanks for slideshow of your over the top kit. Big personality!
As a kid, I was a big Groucho fan–probably due in part to the fact my Dad did a mean Groucho impression–I know, I was lucky; I had a great dad.
@little gator (#34)
Yup. The pronunciation of encyclopedia is altered to rhyme with Lydia. Lots of clever rhyming in that song. You can probably find a few clips of Groucho singing the song on YouTube, it became one of his two signature songs, the other being “Hooray for Captain Spaulding” from the film “Animal Crackers” (Captain Spaulding is referenced in Lydia, “Here’s Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon; Here’s Godiva but with her pajamas on”).
Given the recent events in your life, as Dr. Hairball, I hereby prescribe endorphin self-medication. Go borrow some Marx Bros DVDs from the library and laugh your gluteus maximus off.
(… goes back to singing… “Lydia, the queen of tattoo; On her back is the Battle of Waterloo; Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus, too; And proudly above waves the red, white and blue; You can learn a lot from Lydia” …)
When her robe is unfurled, she will show youi the world,,,
Dr.Hairball;
That’s a great prescription. I recommend it for everybody, after what all has transpired in recent days…
I agree that Marx Bros.DVDs/videos are great distractions,full o’puns,witty dialogues,and good old slapstick. Watched a bunch of them the summer my husband died (2003),and when I was recovering from pneumonia last spring.
@little gator and andi o’c: glad you’re OK now.
Little Gator, wow, scary. I hope things continue to come together for you and you have the real world support you need.
Cats. I like cats because they are crazy tough little animals that know how to make their way through a world in which everyone (who matters) is 10 or 20 times their size. Needless to say I’m talking about shelter-type cats. I tend to think that “purebred cat” is an oxymoron. This antique George Carlin routine pretty well expresses what I like about cats. Except the part about putting their butts in your face. I could do without that.
And as long as all comments are being moderated anyway, here’s Big Mama Thornton.
little gator (#27) (((hugs))) I can relate. The man who sexually assaulted me was driving through my neighborhood the other day as I walked my dog. He leered out of the car window at me.
Thank veryone. I’m doing ok now. The abuse waqsn’t physical but still did a logt of damage.
lesson du jour: it needn’t be pysical to be considered violence and agencies will help you even if the abuser never touches you.
the sterotype has some truth: in the majority of domestic violence cases it’s a woman(and sometimes the family’s children and/or pets as well) being abused by her boyfriend or husband. But it’s not universal and there are many other situations too.
OMG! Had I realized you were at Comic Con I would have made a point to get away from my Artist Alley booth to come get Fun Home signed. I just discovered Are You My Mother YESTERDAY and finished it today. Such a fan of your beautiful work. Bummed I missed the chance at an autograph.