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July 27, 2016

A Visit




Granddaughter Sahara with her two best San Diego friends.

We had a truly wonderful visit from Granddaughter Sahara yesterday.  The timing was perfect.  George got off work, and we drove up the street to one of Sahara’s favorite restaurants.  Sahara has grown from a diffident, shy child into a glorious woman.  What fun to have an evening with her…and Margot, Zoe, and Sahara’s two friends. 

Pulling out of the parking lot, her car had a flat.  The triple A driver told her not to drive the car with a load of people in it on her donut spare.  We traded cars.  As George was pulling her car into our garage, the door handle snapped off in his hand.  We bought the parts this morning.  He arranged service too.  Isn't it nice folks take credit cards over the phone.



                                                                    

  • Himself:  Car stuff, work, Costco.
  • Herself:  I got very ill Wednesday when I went to the store.  Probably a dose of Fabrese.  I’m going in to work today.
  • Reading:  The new Sharon Cone mystery.

  • Gratitudes:  Sahara.


  • July 25, 2016

    Day 4: Wore Us Out




    Artist with portfolios waiting for interview.

    Yesterday…home again, we fell into bed.  Margot reported that both kids fell asleep in the trolley heading to the car.  This morning we awoke slowly to a life that will almost be normal.  No gym.  The last of the carbs for breakfast.  Playing with pictures.  Making menus for the week…that sort of thing.

    We both came home feeling that this was the best Comic Con we had ever attended.  Why?  Because we were a part of and not outside looking in.  Just those few hours a day volunteering gave us a new viewpoint of the whole.  I’m sure it was the same way for each person who volunteered.

    Many of those I helped came from places far away.  One man from New Zeeland told me that there was nothing like this anywhere he lived.  Other’s said that this was the one chance they had to get a job in their field.  I did snoop a bit in the art portfolios.  Many had very weak portfolios, and I was pleased that at my peak I could out draw them.  (What a selfish statement.)  Some brought strong color work, books, magazines, comics….I so hoped that this was what the interviewers wanted.

    The Portfolio Review booth area was lined by corporations big and small.  Nickelodeon was there…in bright color.  Disney had two tables and banners.  My little corner had some really nice people doing the interviews….everyone agreed.  I was lucky they were still interviewing and taking walk-ups on Sunday.  I didn’t get a full afternoon of daughter and grandkids but got to hug them all.


    Best friends at Comic Con.



                                                                        

  • Himself:  At work.  Bed early.
  • Herself:  Writing this.  Working on pictures.  Menus, grocery shopping, lunch nap, read, read, and read before bed early.
  • Reading:  A really old Henderson.  Magical stuff.
  • Gratitudes:  Feeling so much better.


  • July 24, 2016

    Day 3: Beyond the Facade




    Even the rifle is authentic…but not the color.

    My camera is drawn to  the color and fuss.  Always.  Every time.  But there is far more to Comic Con than costumes and the fashion Masquerade.  One person I admire finds the Con useless…a waste of time.  It’s far more than what one sees on the surface.

    It gives new artists a chance to show off their work.  It gives new writers and beginning artists a chance at a job with a big company.  It gives the small press a platform for their wares.  It gives the independent bookstore a chance to have their wares seen along with those of the last giant publishers. 

    Those are just a few small but important reasons beyond the fancy costumes and facades.
               

    Zombies are a cultural thing.


    There were a lot of very big, very dark men this year.


    Heading toward home on the trolley like tired sardines.



                                                                        

  • Himself:  He’s still working on his photos.  Yesterday got into a Star Trek panel that was giving out models.  Dinner pizza and a salad.  Just missed Captain Poolie.  Home and bed.
  • Herself:  Really enjoyed my second day of work in the Portfolio Review area.  Saw Preston in the new registration area at the Marriot.  He loves it.  Bad shoulder and neck ache….Camera?  Took Tylenol and less pictures.
  • Gratitudes:  That a friend found an extra ticket and that Margot, Zoe, and her best friend could come today.


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