There’s nothing quite like a comic convention. The nearly constant buzz of conversation, occasional shouts and frequent squeaks as people recognize their favorite characters walking around outside of their stories. I’ve just gotten back from Nan Desu Kan, one of the Midwest’s biggest anime conventions, and as usual, it was an adventure. Read the rest of this entry
Once, I glimpsed a unique perspective that not many people can claim. It was more than a few moments to peer into other people’s true selves, that is, the part of us that exists outside routine and the expected. In short, if you want to see what people are like, trap them in an elevator. Of course, there are dozens of ways to get a similar glance into the interior of another person, but a sure-fire method is to take eight or nine people and suspend them in a small metal box above a ponderous height (ponderous, as in “we’re not sure how much”).