It’s been a few years now of watching Derek prep for SDCC, helping to pack up his belongings, and hiding secret love notes for him to find throughout his week away.

Derek and Matt getting some scoots in at SDCC 2018

The past couple of years, I’ve begun to dip my toe in the Geekscape waters… well, more like wade in all the way to my lady bits! I’ve been playing some games, doing some writing, jumping on podcasts, and most importantly turning our @GeekscapeForever insta into a cosplay dream scene. Last year I was able to funnel the on-site Geekscapist’s experiences at SDCC onto our Instagram page from afar.

Sweet cosplay spotted at SDCC 2018

But this year is a game changer. This year I’m diving in head first!

This year Mikaela is on scene at SDCC, taking it all in for the first time ever, and documenting every step of the way for the world to watch on @GeekscapeForever.

I am so incredibly excited… and nervous… and stoked about all the incredible things that are about to happen!

My journey started with a 2 AM wake up call from Derek, after sleeping a grand total of 3.5 hours, and a trek out to the airport with a Grumpasaurus Rex at my side! (Apparently Derek got even less sleep than I did, zero hours, and was not up to his usual perky standards!)

So excited to be taking off on our adventure, who needs a full night’s sleep!?

Despite our lack of sleep and moderate ability to function, we arrived at the airport and got off the ground without a hitch! I was once again reminded of how lucky we are to live on the west coast, watching a ferry float by as we began our flight toward Seattle. And on the next flight we got to fly right next to a mountain top poking through the clouds, so freaking beautiful! I have to remember how freaking fortunate we are to be on this amazing adventure when we are standing in yet another line a couple days from now!

Maybe Mt. Rainier?

On our flight from Seattle we listened to the pre-SDCC 2019 edition of the Geekscape podcast, and oh man was it ever funny, and not SDCC related at all! I don’t think I’ve ever laughed out loud so much while jammed into a giant flying air sausage with a bunch of other humans. It was also super cute to watch Derek get increasingly excited as we simultaneously got closer to San Diego and got closer to him seeing his friends after so long. I’m excited to see Jonathan again, to meet the rest of this posse that Derek loves so much, and to experience this amazing event that has such a huge impact on his life!

It’s funny – I’ve been so focused on prepping for doing the work we’ve come here to do, and figuring out what I want to check out, who I want meet, visiting people etc., that it never really hit me that we were actually just going on a sweet adventure to another part of the world as well! That is until we walked out of the airport and up to a sidewalk lined with freaking palm trees! Oh Hiiii California, we are in you!! So now I’m just getting extra excited. What a freaking adventure this week is gonna be!

San Diego is pretty amazing as soon as you step off the plane

We arrived at our hotel, which is basically 2 doors down from the convention centre and I felt like a small town poor girl showing up at a super fancy place where I didn’t belong, but was so thrilled to be there! Our hotel has amazing views of all the activities that are being put assembled around the convention centre and it’s pretty freaking great! And to top off the hotel experience somehow Jonathan, Matt, and Derek and I somehow all managed to arrive, from all over the place, there within minutes of each other!?

As quickly as we assembled, we peaced outta the hotel room and headed over to the convention centre to put together the booth. First though we had to stop off at ROCKIN BAJA For the infamous mango salsa! Honestly, it totally lived up to its hype and I would eat it any day! While there we also met up with Gui, another Geekscapist! This is my first time meeting Gui and Matt and I can see why Derek loves these people. These are truly his people, and all three of them are lovely!

The boys in their happy place… now where’s that mango salsa!?

After eating we truly went to set up the booth. Walking into the convention centre was pretty insane. I’ve been to a few different conventions now, though none of them at this scale, and I’ve never been behind the scenes on it before. It was super neat to walk into the chaos of hundreds of giant booths being madly assembled in a rush to be ready for Wednesday. It’s so crazy to have the curtain pulled back and see that all of this comes together just like anything else, with hard work and man power.

Setting up our booth was fun, I got to figure out how to put up the back drop, and meet a couple friends of Matt’s who came to help out. At one point we realized that the table cloth had been forgotten in LA. But then Gui and I came up with the great idea of covering the entire table in Geekscape post cards and the table top ended up looking soooo badass. So if you’re around come on by and check it out at booth 3919, just don’t set anything down on it cause you’ll never be able to find it again 😂

Oh… what booth is this again!?

After getting the booth half set up, sweating sooo much, and deciding the rest could be done tomorrow, we split up and Derek went to track down a sweet Stranger Things Soundtrack cassette tape At the FYE shop. Meanwhile Jon, Gui, and I finished the sweet table top and headed out to meet up with everyone else for dinner. We ended up at the Coin-Op Game Room for dins and drinks and loud conversation. Then split off again to do a couple errands before rendezvousing back at the hotel. What a freaking day.

It’s been a pretty crazy, unbelievable, overwhelming day. My heart feels full and my body feels tired and we haven’t even started yet!? And I am so ready to see what tomorrow brings!

Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened? That’s what I was trying to tell myself as Mikaela and I woke up this morning. It felt as though we’d only just arrived in Seattle, and like Emerald City Comic-Con had only just begun – when in actuality, it was just a matter of hours before we’d be making the drive back to Vancouver and back to our real lives (and bills and jobs).

We prettied ourselves up for the day and then packed up what felt like a million bags. As we left our AirBnb for the last time (we brought our bags down to the car and left it parked there until we were ready to leave the collection, thankfully our host was cool with this), I realized just how much we’d lucked out on the location. Sure, it was a little outside of what we were comfortable spending (or what we could comfortably afford), but it took so much weight off of our shoulders to be a miniscule five minute walk away from the convention centre, rather than having to drive into the city each day to search for expensive, needle-in-a-haystack parking. Being so close to the convention centre simply allowed us more time at the convention itself, which (aside from the Szechuan sauce) was the whole reason we were there, of course.

After grabbing some tasty sandwiches from a local cafe, we (finally) made our way up to Artist’s Alley. The area has its own freaking floor at ECCC, and I honestly have never seen another Artist’s Alley that comes even close in size. It was freaking massive, spanning two and a half giant rooms. Almost every booth was packed with people, and we spent almost two hours just looking at all of the amazing art on display. It wasn’t long before Mikaela found numerous prints that she absolutely fell in love with, and after we browsed the entire Artist’s Alley Floor, we went back to buy some. Up to this point, aside from food we hadn’t actually purchased anything at the convention… today would definitely be different.

Following Artist’s Alley, Mikaela spent some time seeking out some standout cosplayers. She’s already posted a number of these images to the GeekscapeForever Instagram account, but a gallery of all of the images taken (along with Mikaela’s thoughts on the convention as a whole) should pop up within the next couple of days. There was an unbelievable amount of intensely high-quality cosplay at ECCC, and I still think that (as I mentioned yesterday) the Western Championships of Cosplay competition was one of the coolest things I’ve seen at any convention – the sheer amount of time that these artists put into their work is beyond mind-blowing.

The hours were flying by at this point – we waited in a huge line to grab some delicious pizza from the convention centre cafeteria, and then proceeded to spend more (and more) money on the show floor. Mikaela ended up buying the Planned Parenthood benefit book from A Wave Blue World (which I mentioned yesterday), a comic by a local artist that had some gorgeous watercolour-style artwork, several miniature pop-art style prints, a cool print of a narwhal (her favourite animal) and an 11×17 print from what turned out to be a Vancouver-local artist. I’ve been pretty successful at not buying anything (or is it just not being able to afford anything) at the last batch of conventions that I’ve visited – I’m not sure if it was just Mikaela egging me on or if my willpower simply disappeared today (or if not having to carry things back across several flights like at SDCC was just super attractive), but after wanting to pick up Skybound’s Superfight for years, and being so impressed with demo we’d received of The Grimm Forest board game… I ended up walking away with both of them (and I can’t freaking wait to give them a try).

Mikaela’s haul. We’re going to need some new frames!

From there, we did a bit more wandering and a little more cosplay watching, and before we knew it it was (sadly) time to make our way back to the car. Time flies when you’re having fun is a statement that is at its truest at comic book conventions. No lie.

I made us stop pretty quickly so I could taste that sweet, sweet Szechuan sauce one last time, and the rest of the drive back to Vancouver was pretty uneventful. We spent much of the ride gushing about how much fun we’d had, how organized the entire convention felt (like really freaking organized and smooth) and just how much we’re looking forward to the next one. Of course, just before heading over the border we made a quick stop at Buffalo Wild Wings (which is way tastier than anything we have up in Canada), before waiting in the border line for almost an hour.

New games! Who has played either of these?

We finally arrived home, walked in the door, threw our junk on the ground, and instantly went to bed (at like 9PM). We were beat, and Mikaela had school in the morning. Our trip to ECCC was finished.

The trip itself couldn’t have happened at a better time either. Mikaela has been doing some damned intense schooling over the past couple of months, and my day job has been extra busy (and extra stressful) for some time as well. It’d been quite some time since we’d been able to just spend a decent amount of quality time together, and the trip to Seattle for Emeral City Comic-Con gave us just that. As busy and intense as these events can be, it felt relaxing and refreshing for us to be able to share that intensity together. Thanks for that, Emerald City!

That’s another one in the books… and now it’s just four months until San Diego. Time to start getting ready!

Thanks for tagging along, look for more coverage (and cosplay) in the coming days, and let us know what you’d like to see more of at our next convention!

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Emerald City Comic Con might just be my favourite convention.

Sure, I haven’t quite been to enough to call it conclusive (just 5 San Diego’s, numerous Fan Expo Vancouver’s, two previous visits to Emerald City, a pop into PAX West, and a Comikaze), but I’ll be damned if Reedpop hasn’t put on the most well organized, best laid-out convention around.

My first trip to Emerald City was with my family way back when I was in high school (I was just invited to my 10 year reunion, so I need to get thin and successful real fast). It was my first convention ever – I was absolutely fascinated with everything that was on offer, and by all of the incredible people I’d be able to see or meet. I was big into Hellboy at the time, and I thought that picking up a numbered, convention exclusive Hellboy drinking Starbucks print, and having it signed by Mike Mignola on the spot was the coolest thing I’d ever do. Turns out I’ve done a ton of cool shit since then, but that print is definitely still framed and in my house today as a full grown adult.

Said Hellboy print.

I don’t remember all that much about that first trip down to Seattle. I believe the convention was just on Friday and Saturday at the time (it’s since expanded to four days), but I’d never been to an event like it, and it’s incredible to see just how much the show floor, the caliber of entertainment, and pop culture celebration as a whole has grown in the past decade.

This year’s trip began with a damned early start, and the first multi-hour bus ride of my life. Thursday at Emerald City was a no-go, as I had to work (doing stuff nothing like this, unfortunately) and Mikaela was stuck in school. As it turns out, school also runs on Fridays, so while I ended up with the day off, Mikaela won’t be joining me until later tonight. It also means that she had to drive me a half hour to the bus station (I didn’t want to miss out on another day of the convention if it wasn’t necessary) at 5:00 am! Thanks, Mikaela!

The bus ride itself was fairly uneventful. I caught up on the Raw and Smackdown that I didn’t have time to watch this week (in preparation for recording Geekscape’s Double Count Out Podcast tomorrow morning), and was also able to finish the first Witcher audiobook, Blood of Elves (I’ve been on a bit of a Witcher kick the past few weeks, which you can hear all about on the last and next Geekscape Games Podcast). All of the passenger’s had to get out of the bus at the USA/Canada border in order to have their passports looked at (along with filling out a custom’s form), and while I’ve never had an issue with a border guard (pretty much say that you’re going to a comic book convention and they’ll no longer see you as a threat), today’s guard seemed pretty intimidating and I was pretty sure I was going to get interrogated. One of the folks in line ahead of me checked one of the boxes incorrectly on his customs form, and the guard proceeded to as “Why are you lying to me?” repeatedly. Once it was my turn, I let him know that I was headed to Seattle for a comic book convention, to which he responded “You see Black Panther yet?”. We chatted about the movie for a couple of moments and then he let me through.

A couple of hours into the bus ride (which, after wrestling, gave me a great opportunity to gander at the Washington countryside, which looks a lot like the British Columbia countryside) I began to realize that while there was slightly more leg room over a standard coach flight, it was certainly no more comfortable. After ignoring the discomfort for a time, and feeling the pain in my ass build and build and built, the last hour of the journey had me shifting slightly approximately every 10 seconds, while trying not to disturb the sleeping lady occupying the seat beside me, who currently had her face buried into the seat in front of her, which couldn’t have been very comfortable either.

Eventually, the ride ended. I was somewhere in downtown Seattle, two kilometres from the Convention Center, and I was hungry AF (nothing was open when I went to the bus station, so I’d now been awake for over six hours without food or beverage). I needed to find some food as soon as possible, and there was only one kind of food I desired: after a horrendously limited release last Fall, McDonald’s this week rolled 20 million packets of its legendary Szechuan Sauce to all of its stores in the United States.

It turns out that there’s a McDonald’s just a couple of blocks away from the convention centre, and when I arrived  I was surprised to see that it wasn’t even all that busy. This may have been my first time in a US McDonald’s, and I definitely observed a few major differences compared to the locations above the border. First, the menu had way more choices, and everything was way way cheaper. Second, the staff was far friendlier than any McDonald’s that I’ve ever been to in Canada. Third, I could not for the life of me find any ketchup, and the line became pretty long so I couldn’t ask for any and ended up eating dry-ass fries. Fourth, the fries did not taste as good by a long shot – I don’t know if they were just old or what, but they were barely salted and left a lot to be desired… even for McDonald’s.

I got the sauce!

Lastly, they had Szechuan Sauce. I received two packets of the limited edition nectar with my order of Chicken McNuggets, though I consumed only one just in case this location was sold out by the time Mikaela arrived. I have to say… it was pretty fucking delicious. It was kind of tangy and salty, all at the same time. As someone who hasn’t (as far as I know) consumed any variety of Szechuan sauce before, I really didn’t know what to expect. All I know now is that I want more.

It was definitely worth the three plus hour bus ride down to Seattle just to receive two packets of Szechuan sauce.

Oh right! I came for a convention!

While in the McDonald’s I used the Emerald City Comic-Con app to take a look at the schedule for the day, and mark off a few items that I may have been interested in. I have to say that the ECCC app has been super impressive thus far – it includes a food guide, full panel and guest guide, makes it super easy to mark off panels or events that tickle your fancy, and you can even set reminders beforehand so you have ample time to get to where you need to go. Throughout the day I received push notifications letting me know that certain panels were now full or standing room only, that signings had been filled, lines had been capped, and the like. This just added to the organized vibe that I was getting from the convention, and something similar could do absolute wonders for an event like SDCC.

I finally made it to the convention centre, and was surprised to see how much ECCC had grown since my last visit just a few years ago. There are now events in three separate buildings, and on every floor of the convention centre itself. The autograph / photo op area is not even near the main convention centre floor (not even in the same building, in fact), which was definitely a surprise to me (I have to imagine that a lot of photo ops are “oh shit, it’s X, let’s go!” moments).

My first stop was the Convention Horror Stories panel, where Katie Cook (Star Wars ABC-3P0, Nothing Special) and Jim Zub (Avengers, Dungeons & Dragons) talked about the craziest moments (and mostly craziest fans) that they’ve experienced in all of their years on the convention circuit. Cook talked about meeting (and blowing the meeting) Jeff Bone for the first time and then never talking to him again out of embarrassment (Smith’s Bone was a huge inspiration to her), along with the first Furry she ever met, who brought an overstuffed books of thoughts on My Little Pony, detailing just how each character should act, along with ideas for future stories. He also asked her for a dirty commission… which she didn’t do.

Zub had a hilarious tale about a Winter Soldier fan in Tokyo who screamed and wailed and fell to the floor when she saw the Winter Soldier commission that he did for her, along with an inspiring aside about just how fortunate they are to be in the line of work that they’re in.

The panel itself was gut-wrenchingly hilarious. It was by far the funniest panel I’ve ever been to (at any convention), and as this seems to be an ECCC tradition, I’d definitely try to make it in next year (it became standing room only pretty quickly, so get there early). Seriously, those stories just sound lame when I try to synopsize them, but watching the duo act out these moments had me laughing harder than I’ve laughed in some time.

Yeah, the horror stories panel was standing room only by the time I arrived.

Once the panel ended, I decided to walk the show floor for a bit, before checking out voice actor / writer / director / Solid Snake David Hayter at SyfyWire’s neat (and streaming) stage setup, where constant 15-45 minute interviews with actors, writers, artists, and creators were taking place all day.

Walking this floor felt fantastic. The Washington State Convention Centre has numerous levels, split here for gaming, community meet ups and events, artist’s alley, the main show floor, and even a beer garden, and this means that each area of the main show floor feels very focussed. Because of the huge square footage of the location, it’s easy to walk around for hours looking at all of the content (and shit to buy), but you also have an opportunity to take your time – each aisle felt large enough that you could look at what a booth had to offer without blocking the pathway for someone else (something I’ve never felt at SDCC).

I spent a considerable time in the board game area of the floor – Skybound Games was showing off Grimm Forest, and it looked like a freaking blast. There were a ton of local game creators showing off their wares as well. I could definitely see myself going home with a few new board games once Mikaela can check them out as well, but today I just watched from a distance and noted a few booths that I wanted to check out again. Speaking of Skybound, their booth was also showing off mobile hit Summoners War, as Skybound and GAMEVIL have just announced a partnership to expand the series beyond just a mobile game, and… holy crap that game looks cool. I definitely downloaded it as soon as my phone hit wifi, though I haven’t had an opportunity to play just yet.

I spun a prize wheel at Warner Bros.’ tiny is-this-even-a-real-booth booth in an attempt to win a neat Tomb Raider bag (I didn’t… dang), and then decided to head back to the Syfy Wire area to ensure that I had a good seat for freaking David Hayter. Prior to Hayter’s interview, I saw a more-interesting-than-expected interview with My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic artist Andy Price, Stormlight Archive author Brandon Sanderson, and even Adventure Time‘s Finn himself, Jeremy Shada (along with Marceline actress too). It seemed like most of the seats were taken up by Adventure Time fans, as the seats cleared pretty quickly following Shada’s session. This was fine with me, as it made for prime seating for Hayter’s interview.

Hayter chatted about Metal Gear, of course. Noting that he had finished every title in the series that he’d worked on aside from possibly Portable Ops. He spoke of his Black Widow script many, many years ago, and a few of the ways he didn’t think his origin script would work all of these years later. Over the 30 minute period we heard a ton of Solid Snake snippets, and I have to say that I was in (Outer) freaking heaven. Hearing Hayter talk about how much fun it was to create this character and work on this series, and just how special he knew the series would be from the start was truly a joy to listen to. I’ve been a fan of Hayter’s work since I was a small child, and sitting ten feet away from him while he talked about working on Metal GearX-MenWatchmen, an upcoming project with John Carpenter, and more, was beyond a dream come true.

Once the interview ended, I perused a few more booths and decided it was time to head over to my accommodation for the weekend in order to get to work (on this, mostly). On my way out, I ended up at a Nintendo booth that showcased a huge blow up Kirby, along with staff offering demos of upcoming Switch title Kirby Star Allies. The game felt like classic Kirby, but with an always active 4-player multiplayer feel (or CPU players, if you don’t have friends) and the 10+ minute demo absolutely has me rearing to play the full game. It looks and feels like classic Kirby, but with a ton of new mechanics, too. Instead of simply sucking up your enemies to gain their powers, you can ‘heart’ the enemies to make them your friends! Then they’ll help you through the levels (again, either as a CPU character or real life friends), and as each enemy has different abilities, you can also mix powers to better take care of your actual opponents. The game comes out on March 16th, so you still have almost two weeks to find some friends to play with!

A few years ago my dad and I ended up in some seedy motel way, way out of town when we came for ECCC (after our original hotel was cancelled for whatever reason), and the weekend consisted of a 40+ minute drive to the convention centre each morning, expensive parking, and barely sleeping through the night due to the constant barking dogs and yelling humans seemingly just outside out door.

This year, Mikaela and I ended up in a nice one bedroom AirBnb less than a 10 minute walk from the convention centre. We parked in an underground spot today, and we’ll drive out on Sunday, and other than that we’ll be walking to the convention centre in less than ten minutes. It’s a huge weight off of our shoulders to know that we’re a quick stroll away if we forget anything or need to drop anything off. Much of the time at events like this I won’t really buy anything (not for a lack of wanting to) because I won’t be able to drop anything off for up to a dozen hours, and carrying expensive, often damageable goods through an overcrowded convention floor sounds infinitely stressful.

We’re staying in an old (like probably 100+ year) apartment building, and it seems pretty neat so far. There was chocolate on the table, beer in the fridge (with a distinct note to help ourselves), and a some great, huge windows with a ton of natural lighting.

Mikaela eventually showed up, put on some makeup, and we took a quick Lyft to Skybound Entertainment’s 15th Anniversary Party at a neat venue called 1927 Events. There we had some tasty (TASTY) food, some The Walking Dead themed cocktails, played in the photo booth, and checked out the unreal augmented reality wine labels (via app Living Wine Labels) present on the special Walking Dead wine that was featured. A huge thanks to Skybound for hosting us!

The night’s featured cocktails.

The labels came alive through augmented reality. Pretty fancy.

Overall, it was a great first day at Emerald City Comic Con, and I can’t wait for tomorrow (when Mikaela will actually be able to see the convention, and we’ll see ECCC’s always amazing cosplay competition). Check back tomorrow for a (hopefully shorter) Saturday recap!

I still feel so, so stupid.

Back at the start of May, Mikaela and I decided that it was time to get a second vehicle. We’d lived in Vancouver for about a year and a half at this point, and for most of that time, having a single vehicle was working quite well (a 2016 Kia Soul SX, which we freaking love, if anyone is curious).

In December of last year, we moved from Vancouver proper, which was about a five minute walk from my current day job, to the Burquitlam area, about a 45 minute drive in medium-heavy traffic from my current day job. When we decided to move, we were under the impression that we’d very quickly be needing a much larger space than the studio we were living in, and moving out here was the only real way to get a decent-sized place and have it remain semi-affordable. On most days, I transited each way to work, which was 90+ minutes each way, depending on timing (Mikaela’s transit would have been even longer if we did things the other way around). If Mikaela wasn’t working or our schedules jived, Mikaela would drop me off on her way to work, or pick me up on her way out, and I’d often take the car on days that Mikaela wasn’t working. It could be pretty annoying at times, and also led to us putting more kilometres on our single car in one year, than were put on my previous car in three and a half.

So, after five months of spending 15+ hours per week of getting two and from work, obtaining another vehicle was in order. Mikaela knew that I loved the Mazda MX-5 Miata, so we decided that we’d wait for a decent looking, lower-end, affordable, probably red one to pop up. We figured that we could only spend a few grand, and we knew that it wouldn’t get us very far, but if it could be in decent shape and get me from A to B without much trouble, we’d be happy.

It didn’t take that long, actually. One afternoon, we were back on Vancouver Island visiting Mikaela’s mom when a unit that I’d seen on Facebook for some time popped up on Craigslist for a significantly lower price. It had been on the market for a few months at this point from the earliest post that I could see, and so we’d decided that, since we were just 20 minutes away, we’d go and check it out.

The Miata was from 1990 (as old as I am), red, and automatic (the only real downside, as Mikaela especially was hoping that our next car would be standard, and it’s almost impossible to get standard new cars, plus who wants an automatic roadster). The story was pretty simple, the current owner’s had bought it a few months back for his wife who had been wanting a convertible for some time. He drove it home, she didn’t like it, so he put it up for sale.

As it’s an automatic, it was a hard sell for his original asking price, so he wasn’t seeing much interest. The body looked like it was in good shape (aside from needing a detail), had minimal rust, and was in our price range.

Long story short, we liked it, jumped the gun and didn’t get a pre-purchase inspection (not that I really think there was too much wrong with it), bought it, and brought it home.

I’m a bit tall for it but I don’t even care.

For this car, we decided that we’d try to do most of the work that was needed (as it popped up) ourselves. I’d always been interested in working on my own vehicle, but hadn’t really tried doing it with past vehicles. I really don’t know why – in a past life I’d done countless iPhone and Mac repairs and was confident in that, but touching an engine always terrified me. In terms of doing our own repairs, there were a could of great things about the Miata specifically. First, it’s an enthusiast’s car. People have loved this car from the start, and continue to love them to this day. This means that for every. little. thing that you could possibly want to do to the car, there are a myriad of tutorials and videos detailing exactly what you’re looking for (and exactly on your car). It’s amazing. Even if you’re a complete novice like me and want to know specifically how to jack up your car, you’ll find a dozen videos for it on YouTube. Second, these cars did not change very much internally for a very long time, and that fact, plus just how popular these cars remain, mean that parts are pretty cheap. Especially right now, cheap is good.

I was immediately so appreciative about this car. Driving with the top down is really like nothing else, the car seemed to run pretty well, seems pretty good on gas (we began tracking its fuel economy with Fuelly’s GasTracker+ app, and it seems to be as efficient as it was originally rated). Even better than all of that, my 3.5+ hour daily commute turned into 1.5 hours tops. While we waited for tools to arrive (jacks, jack stands, wrenches/sockets), we took the car to a shop to install some replacement rear shocks (which the car included) and to do a post-purchase inspection which didn’t really tell us anything that we didn’t already know.

Tools eventually arrived, and we got to work on few very simple things: air filter, bleeding brakes, fixing the emergency brake (which didn’t work when we got the car), replacing super annoying blown headrest speakers, fixing various rattles around the vehicle, attempting to fix a slightly leaky tear in the soft top, Mikaela fixing a huge tear in the zipper of the soft top, and a few other things (not many of those actually seem that mechanical, now that I think about it).

I was poking around under the hood one day when I noticed a little bit of an oil leak at the back of the engine block. I was a little terrified as I know how expensive things like head gaskets can be (and I have the nickname Worst Case Kraneveldt as the worst case scenario is what I immediately jump to 100% of the time), but after doing some research online, it seemed as though the area that I could feel the oil actually had a cheap and easy to replace seal, and so I started here.

The part was called the CAS O-Ring, a seal that connects to the Cam Angle Sensor, which over time will harden and begin to leak oil This can put oil onto the heater core hoses directly below it, which can blow when you’re driving and be bad news. The repair consists of a single bolt (which is certainly a bit annoying to get to as it’s directly on the back of the block and there isn’t a lot of room to work with), you then shimmy out the CAS, replace the O-Ring (I got like 20 of these for about $5 on Amazon), shimmy the CAS back in (much, much harder than taking it out), re-bolt the bolt, and you’re done. It took about a half an hour, and we saved what the internet estimated to be $150 over taking it to a mechanic.

A couple of days back, I popped the hood again to ensure that the oil was no longer leaking. At this point, I noticed that the CAS was a bit loose and that it could be turned pretty easily by hand. I quickly looked online, and apparently this could be bad news to drive like this. The CAS controls the ignition timing of the engine, and apparently if the CAS slipped and the timing was adjusted, best case scenario the engine would lose power, and worst case scenario there could be some sort of detonation. Shit.

I got up early the next morning (so that I could do what I needed to do before driving to work), anticipating that I’d remove and re-insert the bolt and that everything would be cool. I grabbed my tools (just a 12mm socket required for this one), popped the hood, removed the bolt (and took a look at the threads for any metal shavings, which could mean that the bolt had been cross-threaded), and started ratcheting it back in (not even overly tight) and SNAP.  It actually wasn’t loud at all, the act of the bolt snapping was essentially silent – all of a sudden the tension was gone completely as my fist hit the engine block.

You can’t see the bolt here, because it’s not in a visible area.

I whispered numerous profanities under my breath as I realized what I’d just done. This bolt, which needs to be in place to drive the car, and which is on the back of the engine block and completely blind, and which has a very, very small area to work with.

At this point, I felt like I was going to throw up, and also like I was going to cry. I had absolutely no time to even look at it, as because I now needed to transit to work, I would already be a half hour late. I tucked the tools inside the door and walked as fast as I could to the bus stop. I texted Mikaela that I’d made it much worse, and that we might only have one car again, and made my way to work.

Everything that I’d Googled during my commute talked about tapping the break or using something called an “Easy Out”, none of which would be possible due to the limited space available. That day at work was awful, as I simply couldn’t shake the feeling that I needed to puke, and the incredible sadness and guilt that I’d felt for causing this was not going away. I posted to a couple of forums and groups, most of which didn’t seem as freaked out as I was (naturally, as it wasn’t their car), but only one person told me that it was time to part it out.  Everyone else simply said to bring it into the shop and see what they could do.

To this point, that hasn’t happened. I intended to finally take a look at the damage that night, but chickened out when I got home and played video games instead. I intended to take a look last night as well, but was beginning to finally feel a bit better about the whole ordeal and wanted to have a decent night, so I didn’t even look at it. Today, I had part two of a root canal, so after that I’m not doing anything.

I don’t know when I’ll have the heart to take another look, or to get it towed to the shop, but I anticipate that my return to transit will start feeling old pretty soon.

I guess all I really need to say is, you’ll never feel quite as stupid as you do when you snap your first bolt.

Currently the bane of my existence.

Read day 0 here.
Read day one-ish here.
Read day two here.
Read day three here.
Read day four here.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. It feels as though I’ve only just arrived, and I’m already beginning my journey home.

I begin writing today’s piece during the first leg of my trip back – a short 26 minute flight from San Diego to Los Angeles (where I have another three hour wait before my final journey to Vancouver).

Somehow, I slept in today. Matt, Josh, and Megan were nowhere to be seen when I finally woke up, so I made my way to the shower (no line!) and afterwards began packing my things. I had no idea how much stuff I’d accumulated during my time in San Diego. I left Vancouver with a standard sized carry-on (meaning I didn’t pay for a checked bag or have to wait at the baggage claim, yay) that still felt as though it had plenty of room left in it during my initial packing. This wouldn’t be the case on my way home – I’d accumulated a myriad of, well, crap that I don’t need over my five days in San Diego, from a series of WWE t-shirts and other items that Jonathan didn’t want out of various LootCrate products (which I actually will use and am stoked for), to water bottles, candies, books, lanyards, an entire bag of The Tick promotional material (read all about it right here), several books, a Sami Zayn autographed picture (read all about that one right here), and numerous other items that I can’t remember at this moment (but sadly, no Stranger Things hat, sorry Mikaela).

It was to the point where when packing this morning, I had to decide which non-important items were the most non-important, and other members of the group seemed to claim them pretty quickly. Still, there were numerous items that I wanted to bring home and never look at again, so it took nearly twenty minutes of intense struggling to actually get the bag zipped up, and I swear that I still have imprints on my fingerprints from pulling on the tiny zippers.

I lived in fear that it would burst open for the rest of the trip.
Zack and I left the room together and stopped at 7-Eleven for a quick Chiller Club (and a donut for breakfast, as at this point I have less than $20 left to my name). He told me all about the insanely cool Atomic Blonde screening he’d been at the night earlier, how much of a potty mouth Charleze Theron has, and how much he’s looking forward to seeing the film again. This also explained why he’d been wearing a blonde wig ever since I woke up this morning. It was a good look on him for sure.


We continued our trek to the convention centre (in what would be my last walk there of 2017, as I had my carry-on with me at this point) and we decided that Zack would be starting a new podcast for the Geekscape Network, entitled “Speaking Spuds With Zack Haddad.” The dude is a vegetable broker or something (I forgot the correct term) and knows a lot about potatoes. Who wouldn’t want to listen to that? I said that he could theme it like that little kid who eats peppers and reviews them on YouTube, except he could just cook different types of potatoes and review those. It for sure wouldn’t be as cute, but… actually maybe it’s just an all around bad idea.

Once inside of the convention centre, I did one last tour of the nearby booths (and once again failed to get any Stranger Things swag that I could now not fit in my bag even if I didn’t fail at obtaining it), and simply spent the next 90 minutes sitting at the Geekscape booth. We removed the mouse traps and broke down the Box of Mystery and Danger as at this point it was empty aside from some posters that nobody would even take for free. People kept swinging by for badge flares, to sign up for the giveaways still in progress, and to talk about Horror Movie Night once Matt lured them in with his “Podcasts you won’t listen to on a website you won’t visit” spiel. The booth felt less busy this morning, and it marked a great time to again connect with the people inside of it. This was a chill, relaxing way to end the convention, and I’d definitely do this again over a morning of being hung over or another day of appointments.

Never forget.
Then the goodbyes began. Courtney came by as she’d be in an appointment by the time I left. She actually lives just a couple of hours south of me, so I invited her to Canada, she invited me back to America, and meeting up again in real life (outside of the insanity of SDCC, which also marked Courtney’s first convention ever) is something that I’d really, really like to do in the near future.

The rest of the farewells came in quick succession as noon passed (I needed to be at the airport for one), hugs came from all around (including a very tight Matt/Jonathan group hug that lasted so long that I almost thought I’d be late for my flight. Matt let me know once again that he’s always around if I need to talk, or simply need anything at all. He’s reached out to me numerous times over the past ten months, just to check in or to see how I was doing. In most cases, he’d never receive a response, but I truly hope that he knows just how much I appreciate him doing that at all (and continuing to do it after being ignored).

It felt like a long, long walk from the convention centre to the ride share pick up point, because at this point and time, I simply wasn’t ready to say goodbye. This week ended up being so refreshing, so relieving, and exactly what I think I needed – I just didn’t think that I’d had enough of it yet, and I’d have loved the opportunity to be around these same people in a different, less busy context.

Guido the Lyft driver picked me up (when I travel I tend to ride share as much as possible as it still doesn’t exist in British Columbia, and after all of weird Uber shit that’s been going on lately, Lyft seems substantially less sleazy). It’s a pretty short trip from the Convention Centre to the airport, but we chatted about how cold it is in Vancouver (not very), the San Diego airport, and how Guido would be headed to Ecuador in September as his 88 year-old father is sick. He helped me pull my bag out of the trunk, I wished him and his father the best, and we parted ways.

Being the day that San Diego Comic-Con ended, I expected a packed airport. Delta noted that as I was taking an international flight I should arrive at the airport no later than 3 hours before my flight, and as I arrived with just less than that, I thought that I’d be cutting it close, and that I’d be in for a stressful time (as was my trip down to San Diego just a few days before). Five minutes later, I was through security and at my gate, in what may be the fastest airport experience that I’ve ever been through. I grabbed some quick Jack in the Box as it was the cheapest thing in the airport (and we down have them in Canada, and the curly fries are delicious).


After eating, I decided to spend the several hours I had remaining in the San Diego International Airport to simply relax. I made my way back to the gate, popped in some headphones, and watched some more SDCC reveals and trailers (during this time, thinking about how everyone shits all over every DCU film every time one releases, and then again goes ga-ga over each and every new trailer for the next one), scrolled Facebook, and essentially waited in boredom until the plane was finally read to board.

My first stop was Los Angeles, and the Journey there was just about the shortest flight that I’ve ever been on at about 25 minutes (if I remember correctly), the only shorter one being the ~12 seat, 20 minute seaplane flight from downtown Nanaimo to downtown Vancouver. This was a fairly uneventful journey, aside from two things: the lady who was very angry that the cast of Riverdale was seated before her and her child (like, several minutes before… the nerve), and my tooth, which again gave me several painful pops at random times during the flight.

Now that I was in Los Angeles, I had the amazing opportunity to wait another few hours for my final flight to Vancouver. At this point I was feeling pretty hungry yet again, and I grabbed some grub from the crappy Chinese food place inside of the LAX terminal. At the same time, I purchased a Gatorade, which I promptly forgot to bring with me and felt too awkward to go back for. Not my finest moment, but I hope that whoever picked it up got to enjoy it.

During the wait for this flight, I worked on this piece, and potentially had a bit of a nap, before the gate attendants finally began pre-boarding for the last leg of my journey. At this point I could tell that I was getting exhausted, as it annoyed the hell out of me when what seemed like every single passenger got up and attempted to get on the plane during the pre-boarding stage, again at zone one, and again at zone two, despite numerous messages from the crew that you would not be seated until it was your turn. Annoying AF (again, non-ironic usage). As I sit, relax, and finish this paragraph why warnings continue as the airport staff notes that “There seems to be some confusion at the gate, as we are not ready to seat the majority of you yet.”

I hop on the plane, and before I actually watch one of the Netflix items that I’d downloaded (before the plane would land, I’d get through most of The Wave), I took some time to reflect (more on that towards the end of the piece).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6TvhT-okSU

As the plane hit the tarmac, I began to realize just how exhausted I was. I slumped my way off of the plane, through customs (again, just say you’re going to / coming from a comic book convention and security won’t give a shit about you), grabbed my bag (which was checked for free as the plane was so full), and finally made my way outside of the airport. Mikaela waited for me in the lobby, and for the duration of the drive home I perked up and told SDCC stories that I’d forgotten about or that didn’t make it into these journal pieces. Before crashing, I opted to unpack, telling Mikaela that I needed to find my toothbrush, while secretly wanting to give her the WWE Championship fanny pack that was secretly in my bag. This came from the Box of Mystery and Danger, and I knew that she’d find it hilarious due to her love for fanny packs (which I really don’t understand). Also in unpacking, I’d realized that somehow I’d left my Canadian SIM Card in California, meaning that I had at least one important task on my plate the following day.

This Comic-Con felt pretty different, and to this point I’m not really sure why (but it felt mostly positive). Obviously, Shane wasn’t in attendance, and I missed him a lot (this was probably the only negative change vs. previous years), though the toilet did look a lot better after five days than after a few hours with our resident Brony around (say the word, Shane, and I’ll remove that last sentence).

I miss you already.
One thing that was pretty different for me personally was the fact that I was carrying around substantially less gear than I typically do. In past years I’ve used GoPros and mirrorless cameras to shoot Shane running the Assassin’s Creed obstacle courses, or numerous other events. I’ve taken hundreds of photos that wouldn’t see the light of day until months later.  I’ve brought notebook computers and carried them around all day for the off chance that I’d find some working wifi and could get some work done before returning to the hotel. This year I stripped down. I got rid of my computer, picked up an iPad Pro, took photos on my phone, and ended up writing substantially more words, producing more content, and feeling substantially less weighed down than in years gone by. I can’t say that these pieces would have been as in depth or as accurate without these devices and the WordPress app, which meant that while standing in line, grabbing a bite to eat, or waiting to meet up with others, I could continue where I left off, on any device, with just a few taps.

It also felt easier to describe Geekscape this year. Over the past few conventions, with the death of things like our long lost forums (which haven’t felt viable in some years), and the rise (and rise and rise) of what feels like 30,000 other geek culture blogs, we sort of lost our identity somewhere along the way. For the past few years, we’ve been scraping and clawing and trying to hold onto some semblance of what we were, instead of looking towards the future and thinking about what we could be. We’re a little (tiny) player in a world of Inverse’s and Nerdist’s, and it’s simply not viable anymore to focus on things like news when a myriad of other publications have offices with people sitting in desks waiting for the next piece of news to break. Many of us have (multiple) jobs, are going to school, or live in the middle of nowhere. As much as many of us would like to turn this sort of work into a career (and plenty of former Geekscapists have), there are plenty of us that simply love this brand, and want to try to see it grow into the best that it can be.

This year, we started describing ourselves as a podcast network. We’ve grown from one long running show into a handful, all with their own topics, hosts, personalities, and listener bases. There are more, secret shows in the pipeline, and the feedback for all of the podcasts (aside from Geekscape Games’ consistency) has been overwhelmingly positive.

We’re still in the work in progress phases of this transition, but we think it’s definitely the right move for us going forward (and I hope it’s alright that I’m spilling the beans right now). Deciding not to compete in areas where we simply can’t will give our people more time to focus on the things that they’re actually passionate about, podcasts or otherwise. The plan for the written content is not to stop it, but for it to evolve. The growing number of podcasts become the daily content that keeps us looking lively (and that has our listeners becoming connected with the people associated with the brand), which means that people will become more interested in the personal pieces that our writers bring to the table. Natalie sounds super passionate about toys, I’d love to see more personal articles like this from her in the future. Adam’s incredibly passionate about Puyo! Puyo! and I’d love to know why. Is Shane still a card carrying member of the Brony club? Why does Zack want to talk about potatoes so badly? These are all things that I’d love to learn more about because I feel connected with these people, and I think that with time our regular readers will be too. Becoming more personal with what we’re writing is the goal, which is something that I don’t think we see enough of in this industry today. Within these journals, I tried to give some insight into the way that SDCC ebbs and flows for those of you who may not have had an opportunity to experience it, and I also wanted to give everyone a little insight into myself and the way I operate. I hope that you’ve enjoyed reading about this journal as much as I’ve enjoyed bringing it to you.

This was a great Comic-Con. Jonathan brought some new energy to the brand that I haven’t seen from him in years, and it makes me excited about our potential future in a way that I haven’t been for some time. It was incredible to see fans of Matt’s podcast come up to him just to shake his hand and to let him know how much he enjoyed the show. It was cool to meet and get to know Courtney, and to make a plan to hang out in real life since we live so close together. I had a blast chatting wrestling and being introduced to New Japan by Josh and Magan. It was awesome to reconnect with Zack after not seeing him since Shane nearly killed his cat. Eating dinners as a group at Lolita’s (mmm, burritos) or Horton Plaza and simply trying to catch up (as I feel like I barely saw Adam or Natalie all weekend). These were the best moments, and as fun as being at Comic-Con, checking out the show floor, hitting up parties, panels, and offsites are, these are the things that I’ll remember way down the line. Jonathan said that he started Geekscape in order to make new friends, and I truly appreciate the lifelong friendships that I’ve made, and the people that I’ve gotten to know because of this brand.



#GeekscapeForever

Read day 0 here.
Read day one-ish here.
Read day two here.
Read day three here.

I have no idea what time I passed out at last night (or this morning, more likely), but I got up today feeling substantially more awake and energized than I did yesterday. It must have been the litres (gallons? US gallons? Why can’t America be the same as anyone else) of water that I’d consumed as an attempt to feel better.

I did wake up today with a bit of a sunburn on my neck, and at this moment I realized that I haven’t even thought about putting on sunscreen once so far this week. My fiancé packed it for me and everything, it just slipped my mind until it was too late. Now, typically I avoid sunscreen anyways because it feels gross and I don’t like doing things that feel gross, but I swear this isn’t one of those times. I told my fiancé that I had forgotten all about it, and she called bullshit no matter how I tried to save it.

I began to wander around the Gaslamp district in order to find some breakfast. I planned to hit up the Hall of Justice Subway that Jonathan and I ate at a couple of days back, but he texted me to let me know that they were closed on weekends. As I walked by dark restaurant after dark restaurant, I realized that apparently so was everywhere else (or they didn’t open for several more hours). I even went back to the Horton Plaza outdoor mall, as I assumed (incorrectly) that something in the food court would be open at this time. Heading here did, however, help me make up my mind about the Nikki Bella signing, which had a substantially longer line than the Sami Zayn event from days prior, even though you had to buy a specific package to take part in this one.


Somehow, a burger place called All American Burger was the first open locale that I came across, and thankfully the restaurant was nearly empty, meaning that I could walk in without waiting in any lines. Amazing. Do people not want burgers for breakfast? Or is everyone just in the Hall H line so they can see the Marvel reveals later today?

The burger was pretty tasty,  though also pretty expensive (especially factoring in Canada’s worthless dollar), and the coffee was much appreciated.

Tasty, but not $30 tasty.

The show floor was open following breakfast, and I waded through what felt like the most crowded show floor ever (or at least of this week) to make my way back to the booth. Jon was here, and we took the time to record a segment for the post-SDCC episode of the flagship Geekscape podcast. We chatted about Puyo Puyo, our experiences thus far, Sonic Mania, and more, and as we mentioned video games this once again makes Geekscape the number one video game podcast on the network.

We finished this up, and I watched Matt Kelly tell a ~10 year old girl in a princess dress about how the Horror Movie Night shirt he’d been slinging features a ghost with a boner. He also performed some sort of rap shortly afterwards.

Not the ghost boner moment, but not far from it.

I took this as an opportunity to leave the booth and to walk a bit more of the show floor. I headed towards Artist’s Alley in search of a print for my dad. In previous years he’s sent with with some cash, and I’ve added some cash of my own (as a birthday present) to get him a commission from a neat artist. This year I’m so broke that this just can’t happen, so I need to find something cool as a consolation prize.

I’m also in search of a cool looking Deadpool cosplay to take a photo of. One of my friend’s kids is a huge Deadpool fan (doesn’t he know that Deadpool isn’t for kids?) and asked me to snap a photo of one for him. Naturally, prior to this request I saw a myriad of them, but following the request I’ve yet to see a single one (even while legimately searching for one). Lame.

After some walking around, I decide to head across the road to the Petco Interactive Zone. Here, there are installations for things like IT, some sort of game called Recoil, photo ops for Game of Thrones, Luke Cage and more, some sort of World of Warcraft ice cream, and more. The lines for everything here were pretty long, and I was beginning to feel a bit off (could the con flu be coming on?) so I decided to head out without experiencing any of the content.

I took a walk around the outside of Petco Park to witness just how far the line for the upcoming Impractical Jokers Block Party stretched around the park, and it was nearly all the way. I’m talking thousands of people waiting to get in to experience the White Castle food truck, Sumo Wrestling, and other odd activities.

It’s hard to tell from this photo, but it was one of the longest lines I’d seen this year.

I wandered back up to the convention centre, went upstairs to see if Ballroom 20 had a lineup at this time as there was a The Simpsons panel here that sounded pretty interesting (it did, a very, very long one), and just sat down in the hall to get some writing done. At this point in the day I’m feeling pretty ill (I should have consumed more Emergen-C in the past few days), and instead of wanting to do anything else at the convention centre at this time, I kind of just want to have a nap.

I decided to sit down for a little while, and found an area outside of a panel room that wasn’t too packed. I continued to feel more and more nauseous, and as I knew nearly nothing that had been announced at Comic-Con thus far, I decided to scroll some news feeds. I watched a bad-ass first trailer for Ready Player One (I need to read the book again before the film comes out), the fantastic first full trailer for Stranger Things 2, and learned that Todd McFarlane was directing a new Spawn movie for Blumhouse.

At this point I was fading fast, and decided that I needed to grab some food and head back to the hotel to chill for awhile. I made my way back up to the Horton Plaza which at this point seemed like the only affordable food in the area, and ended up getting another round of Panda Express in before my long trip back to Canada the next day. I figured that I should buy something to augment the free things that I’d obtained thus far, so I made my daily round through the WWE FYE Pop-Up Shop (read all about it right here) and settled on some Bayley Gummy Bears and a The New Day Water Bottle. It was a cool $16 total, which seemed fine until I realized that I’d just spent more than $10 Canadian on Gummy Bears.

I arrived back at the Westin, gave my fiancé a quick call, and then napped for an hour or so. This was probably the best decision I’d made all day, as I woke up feeling pretty damned refreshed, and substantially less nauseous than I did previously. When I awoke, there was a notification from Expedia on my phone letting me know that I could now check in for my flight back to Vancouver. This reminded me that this year’s journey would soon be coming to an end.

At this point it was about 5:45PM, and I was under the impression that we’d be recording Geekscape Games in the morning, so I didn’t think that I’d have an opportunity to hit the show floor again after today. I opted to take a quick Lyft back to the convention centre so that I could have as much time as possible (the driver, Marcia, was very interested in what I’d experienced at the convention thus far). Here, I walked through Artist’s Alley once more, adoring all of the art that I couldn’t afford, walked by the weird hentai grab brags and missed Shane once again, and once again tried for a Stranger Things hat for Mikaela (no go, sorry sweetie). The convention floor closed, and we all booked it to Rockin’ Baha for one last dinner together (making 2017 the first year that I was able to experience the mango/pineapple salsa twice).

Matt, Courtney, and I made our way back to the hotel and decided to hit up the whirlpool as a means to relieve our aching feet. On our way back, Matt spotted a Deadpool without a mask. I noted that “Without a mask he’s useless to me,” to which Matt yelled “Yo Deadpool put your mask on for a second.” It worked, and I got the shot for my friend. I never would have asked him myself, so I guess thanks are in order.

At this point we had decided that we’d actually record a Geekscape Games podcast tonight, as some events ended up being booked for Sunday morning. Josh was unable to join due to an impromptu Michelle Branch (and not Sarah McLaughlin) concert, Adam was at a Sonic Mania, and Shane didn’t come to Comic-Con, so we invited Matt to be our third (especially as we’d mostly be talking about Comic-Con rather than video game news).

In the whirlpool, we met a guy who was in charge of designing Hot Wheels for Mattel. He noted that he’d worked in the auto industry for over a decade before getting a random call from Mattel, and that he took the job as it sounded like a fun departure. He told us a story about designing cars for Star Wars: The Force Awakens, noting that he’d designed a car based on a really cool character who ended up barely present in the final cut, and how weird it ended up being for a toy like this to come out when nobody would care (or even be familiar with) the character. Matt took the lead on the conversation (it kind of sounded like he was trying to take this guy home too), and he certainly had some incredibly interesting stories to tell.

Upon returning to the hotel room, we found Gui asleep meaning that this nice, quiet location was no longer an option. We ended up going downstairs and using the outdoor patio, which was quiet for the most part (aside from the occasional ambulance, musical pedicab, or train). Matt, Courtney, and I chatted about our favourite moments of the convention (this was Courtney’s first convention ever), things we were looking forward to tomorrow, the future of Geekscape, and much more. This was a really neat episode for me to be a part of, as it felt a little more in depth and personal than what we typically record. I’ll update this piece with the link to the episode as soon as Shane posts it (and works his audio magic as we did not use a monitor this time around).

Echoing what I said yesterday, I feel like I only just arrived, and it’s crazy to me that tomorrow afternoon all of this is coming to an end. I’ve shared a lot of great stories and laughs, and have had some deeper serious moments at this convention, not to mention all of the neat actually convention related things that I’ve been able to do. I’m not done with my family here just yet, and at this point I don’t want to go.

As I finish this piece, I’m the last one awake in the room. This is the last night that I’ll hear Jonathan’s insomnia-inducing snores until next year’s Comic-Con, and soon the wonderful face to face conversations that I’ve been having with everyone will again be relegated to text (or podcast, if I’m lucky). This is pretty sad, as I’m just not ready to say goodbye to these people. I wish I had a few more non Comic-Con days to spend with these folks once the insanity settles down, and on previous years, I would have.

In any case, I’m truly grateful that I got to spend some time with these people at all. I once again feel a closeness to them that was substantially weaker when I arrived, and it reminded me of how important these relationships are to me, and also of just how much these people care about me. I hope that I can take these thoughts and feelings home with me, and continue what we once again started here from afar (also Courtney lives pretty close to me, so I could totally see her for real).

It’s still hard to believe that there can be this many people in one place.

Read day 0 here.
Read day one-ish here.
Read day two here.

I feel like garbage today.

I figured that it must have been after eight AM, when I woke up, but when I groaned to my bed buddy, Matt Kelly “What time is it?” I learned that it was only nearly seven. This is a pretty typical wake up time for me, but for some reason I felt groggy as hell as I finally made my way over to the shower.

I realized that this feeling was likely due to the absolute zero quantity of water I’d consumed since I arrived in San Diego (it’s been Chillers, soda, and small amounts of alcohol thus far). Zack and I headed out towards the convention centre together, and I attempted to quell this feeling by grabbing a bottle of water another Chiller at the nearest 7-Eleven.

On our way back to the action we chatted about our experiences working in the film industry (which I don’t do a lot of these days and miss dearly), what sort of film experiences that we’d had, our addictive personalities (he’s at the point where he could almost build a house out of Funko POP! figures, while I keep asking my fiancé if we can spend money that we don’t have on a WWE Replica title), cool restaurant experiences from San Diego, how effective Fox’s marketing for The Gifted has been thus far, and subsequently about just how many people will watch a TV show based on a giant image of said show being plastered on the side of a hotel. I see giant Once Upon a Time images on the side of Petco Park every single year, have worked on several episodes of it, and I still haven’t had an inclination to watch an episode. That The Gifted though, that hotel marketing really, really got to me.


As we still had a ton of time before the show floor would open (today I realized that I haven’t actually walked the exhibition halls yet, which I’m hoping to make time for later today), so we decided to check out the embarcadero in the rear of the convention centre. The area featured things like the Adult Swim on the Green, FXHibition, and The Gifted testing facilities. I thought that we may be able to walk around these areas before the convention centre opened, but everything was completely blocked off and there were gigantic lineups outside of each venue. We continued to walk the embarcadaro, admiring things like the #Wrecked setup over the water, the IMdBoat, and mostly the incredibly long lineup for Hall H, which extended into a parking lot that reminded me of the tent city that Vancouver’s homeless population often sets up (though I think that there were significantly less needles here).

Way less needles.
I was getting pretty hungry now (and still feeling pretty gross, the Chiller didn’t help for some reason), and I thought that I’d have to go against the approaching thousands back into the Gaslamp district to grab a bite (which would be a terrible, terrible experience). Then we saw it – somehow, away from most of the crowd, tucked away next to an elevator, there was a single food truck. It was called Tacos Mexico, and there I consumed a glorious, dry as hell steak, egg and cheese burrito that was just what I needed. I also took this opportunity to grab a coconut water, and shortly after I downed it I began to feel significantly more energized.
Zack needed to leave in order to get to the booth on time (and grab some sort of LEGO exclusive along the way), and I took the opportunity to stay seated and give my fiancé a quick call (I ended up waking her up, oops).

I didn’t have anything on my slate until 11AM, so I went up to the SDCC Press Room to grab some (real) water, and to utilize the wifi to work on a couple of articles. As far as I know, last year was the first time that the convention actually offered this room, and I really appreciate the fact that the powers at be decided to continue the room this year. Space is a hot commodity around the convention centre (and the entire Gaslamp District), so to have a room away from the crowds, with wifi and water is a freaking lifesaver. In previous years I remember walking the (sometimes miles) for some peace and quiet and wifi (the three go hand in hand), and for the opportunity to actually be able to get some work done. These days, it’s a five minute walk from the booth (and an even shorter walk from the other panel rooms).

11AM fast approached, and I made my way down to Mary Jane’s at the Hard Rock Hotel to meet with some representatives from Skydance Interactive, a division of Skydance that’s less than a year and a half old, who have released two games (that I had a lot of fun with) in the past seven days. It’s clear that the company wanted to make a big impression, as the entirety of the restaurant was adorned in decorations for the two games, Archangel, a giant-mech VR shooter, and PWND, a multiplayer area FPS with some super original mechanics.

I met with one of the Skydance representatives, Matt. While I waited to check out Archangel, which is available now for PlayStation VR and coming early August for Oculus and HTC Vive, we chatted about Vancouver (where I live), and he noted that he recently visited the city for the first time to check out the sets for Skydance / Netflix sci-fi series Altered Carbon. The series itself sounds bad-ass, and I was a little sad in this moment as I once had an opportunity to work on the series, but after the year that I’ve had I rarely find myself doing film work anymore.

Only at SDCC is it okay to play VR without a shirt in a restaurant.
I spent about 15 minutes enjoying the hell out of the PSVR version of Archangel, which Skydance notes as its first original title, stating that it’s “an action-packed, story-driven shooter that was created exclusively for virtual reality.” In the game, “you are dropped into the cockpit of a six-story-high war machine, a one-of-a-kind weapon that must stop a tyrannical corporation from taking over a post-apocalyptic America. Archangel delivers detailed graphics, engaging storytelling techniques, memorable characters and explosive action like no other.”
The game is an on-rails shooter that (as noted above) puts you in the cockpit of a giant mech. The level that I played had the mech making its way through an all but destroyed, desolate city, where I fought waves of varied enemies (including a variety of tiny aircraft that took a lot of ammo to destroy due to their small size and quick movement). The level featured a ton of plot points, and had me getting to know the team of ships assisting me in getting to my destination, as well as the corporate enemy that was all but destroying America. The game was a blast, the story was intriguing, and I’m certainly looking forward to checking out more of Archangel.

The other game being shown off was entitled PWND, which is marketed as a “throwback to the golden age of the high-speed, multiplayer arena shooter” The game, which was conceptualized by Skydance Interactive long before they were Skydance Interactive (CEO Peter Akemann and much of the staff were previously of The Workshop, and Treyarch preceding that. The company notes that “Modernized Rocket jumping controls create a ridiculously fast-paced and highly three dimensional battle experience for PC. In PWND, you don’t score by simply killing your opponents, but by performing a “victory dance” over them before they respawn. ”

I was freaking awful at this game, but I thought that the mechanics were super smooth, and the idea revolving around the “victory dance” was freaking hilarious. You don’t actually receive any points for killing a member of the opposite team – you essentially need to get to them and take the opportunity to teabag them before you’ll score. If you die while in this process, you’ll actually create a “stack”, and the player who is able to perform a “victory dance” on the stack will receive a far more substantial amount of points.

I played two rounds of the game in my time at the Skydance Lounge, and got my ass kicked both times. I think that I was playing with other folks online rather than just the other convention goers present at the lounge, and it was clear that at least a few of the folks that I was playing with had spent a bunch of time on the title in the 24 hours since release. That, or I’m just really, really bad at first person shooters.

You can look for my full write up on Skydance Interactive’s titles, including an interview with CEO Peter Akemann in the coming days.

Next up, I made my way to the FXHibition for an appointment at Sessions: The ‘Legion’ Mixed Reality Experience. I won’t spend too much time on that here, but Sessions marked my first Hololens experience, my first real augmented reality experience, and it was an unreal mix of live actors and insane technology. I had so much fun here, and I really, really hope that Hololens and AR catch on. If this is one of the first really impressive experiences that’s been offered on the platform, I really can’t imagine what companies will be doing with the technology over the coming years.

No cameras or recording devices were allowed inside of the experiences, but I’ve written up a recap of sessions right here. They also let you take a selfie at the end, and I look like a freaking dummy.

I hadn’t scheduled much else for the rest of the day, so I shot Zack a quick message asking if we could go to Rockin’ Baha. We did. Finally, I could put it inside me; the glorious mango/pineapple salsa that had been eluding me all week. I ordered some tacos that I didn’t really care about, and I loaded the hell up on Baha’s homemade (I assume) tortilla chips and incredible, to die for salsa. It was heaven, and along with running into Renee Young (and re-bonding with much of the Geekscape family), it was a definitely highlight of the convention.

I’m feeling pretty exhausted at this point in the day (I’ve done significantly less walking around than yesterday, and have now downed a butt-ton of water so I’m not exactly sure why) so I decided to do a quick walk of the convention floor before checking in with the folks at the booth. If you’ve not been to SDCC before, calling the show floor shoulder to shoulder, in many cases is an understatement. It’s shoulder to shoulder in the less crowded areas, and in the busier areas (Marvel, Netflix, DC, Entertainement Earth, Funko, etc), it basically feels like everyone is inside of each other (and not in a good way). Also, as is the stereotype, for everyone in this culture that bathes and puts on deodorant, there are four or five that should do it more often. Your nose is going to experience some odd things at this convention, and it can strike you pretty heavily if you’re not prepared for it.

I stopped at the Mondo booth to gawk at all of the prints that I can’t afford this year (while also remembering that I still have several at home that I’m still waiting to frame), went to Netflix to check out the neat video wall (and to try to score my fiancé a Stranger Things hat… I failed), and then took a look at all of the new WWE figures at the Mattel booth (where I was also curious to see an Eva Marie doll in the new WWE Superstars fashion doll line). I checked in with the folks at the booth and figured out some plans for after the convention before realizing that another panel that I really wanted to see was just minutes away.

Didn’t Eva Marie leave?
This was the “Life Is Strange: Before The Storm Developer Showcase’ panel (which I was lucky enough to walk right into), in which Tech 9 games talked about their experiences developing the game, answered fan questions, and also gave the first live gameplay demo of a new section of the first episode, which brought us to an area of Arcadia Bay that we’d never seen before. The demo took us SPOILERS AHEAD to an abandoned mill where an illegal concert by the band Fire Walk was taking place. Chloe, who naturally had no business being there, snuck in and proceeded to get into worlds of trouble. We saw a few familiar faces, including Frank and Pompidou, and even Rachel Amber herself, who helped Chloe escape from a pretty sticky situation. The whole demo was a pretty neat reveal, as the developers on stage allowed the crowd to decide which choices Chloe would make throughout the demo. Fans were super vocal about these choices, and the entire room would yell out in unison for certain options, which was pretty cool to be a part of.

In answering a fan’s question, the developers noted that the game would again feature a series of licensed tracks along with an original score, noting that naturally the soundtrack of the game would be important to the story as well as being important to the fans, and that the soundtrack decisions were being made at the same time as high level story points were. They also noted that as you’re playing a different character this time around (Chloe instead of Max), Chloe is going to listen to different music, and so fans should expect a vastly different soundtrack that still feels very Life Is Strange.

One fan noted that one of the things that he had done a lot of while playing the game was crying, and he was wondering if he could expect the same with Before the Storm. The developers gave a pretty simple answer here, stating that “On August 31st you can cry again,” and “Buy your tissues now.”

I was super glad to have made it into this panel. Life Is Strange was my favourite game of 2015, and I’m beyond excited to learn more of Chloe’s backstory, and to simply get back into the world of Arcadia Bay.

https://youtu.be/0lQketFfKZ8

The panel ended about half an hour after the show floor closed, and after much confusion (my group texts were apparently not functioning correctly), I ended up back at the WWE Shop at the Horton Plaza (read all about it here) by myself… and then found everyone else outside just a few moments later. We went to eat at some sandwich shop called Panera (which I kept calling Pandora) which had decent sandwiches (everyone had talked it up and it was nothing special) at a decent price. Their macaroni and cheese was pretty damn good though. While there, we chatted about Puyo Puyo, I ransacked Josh and Megan’s bag from the WWE Shop (it’s going to be hard not to go back tomorrow to grab a New Day water bottle and some Bayley gummy bears), and got pretty in depth about the new Yu-Gi-Oh mechanics (it sounds like a much more complicated game than it was when I played it in elementary school and retired undefeated).

There were plans to go to a couple of events in the evening, but as soon as I sat down at Panera I knew that as soon as I got back to the hotel I would definitely not be going anywhere else. Matt missed out on Panera, so before we settled down Zack and I walked him to Subway (24 hours, woo). Matt went upstairs to eat (when we got back to the hotel), and Zack and I stayed behind and chatted about the differences between Canadian and American playgrounds, Jake The Snake Roberts, small town living, and numerous other random topics.

I head back up to the hotel to finish tonight’s piece, and I realize that tomorrow is my last full day at this year’s convention. I’m flying out mid-afternoon Sunday and recording a Geekscape Games episode earlier that morning, so tomorrow may even be my last day on the floor and around the Gaslamp.

What will I do tomorrow? With time running out, I’m beginning to stress out about it. I’d love to record a piece for this year’s post-SDCC show, there’s that Nikki Bella signing at the FYE WWE Pop-Up Shop, I just read that there’s a Slusho truck somewhere in the area, and I still haven’t spent too much time walking the show floor (or even checked out the Nintendo lounge, IT experience, Petco Interactive Zone, or one million other things).

I’m not ready for this to end.

I finally saw these guys again!

Read day 0 here.
Read day one-ish here.

I slept so freaking well last night.

It was a pretty relaxed evening as you may have read in yesterday’s piece. I turned in at about 12:30 AM after putting on the finishing touches to that article, and between the T3, melatonin, earplugs, and exhaustion, I passed out nearly right away.

Because of those glorious, orange ear phalluses, I barely recall hearing any snoring whatsoever. It was Bobby Roode level glorious, and I woke up far more energized this morning than I did yesterday. I did’t set an alarm, as I figured I’d simply wake up when the sun rose (it was pretty gloomy in the morning so it wasn’t actually that bright). I started stirring around 8AM when Matt was preparing to leave the hotel, and (I think) when someone started singing some sort of improvised Puyo Puyo theme song, which is bound to become this Con’s DANGANRONPA or SPRING BREAK chant.

Matt and Zack left the room while Jonathan and I got ready for our day. I showered, cleaned up, and took my sweet, sweet antibiotics. We were about to leave to grab breakfast when Jonathan realized that he hadn’t completed his daily meditation session (which is something that’s become pretty important to him since I saw him last Comic-Con. He invited me to partake – meditation is not something that I’ve ever tried or really thought about before, and today’s session was far along in a chapter with a specific goal, but I joined in. It was an interesting, relaxing experience that I enjoyed more than I though I would, and as Jonathan explained the purpose around the process, along with what it means and what it’s doing for him, it became something that I would love to explore and experience more of when I return home (which I’m sure is something that my fiancé will love).

Jonathan and I went to 7-Eleven to have a quick Chiller Club reunion (my first Chiller in more than a year, and I definitely had forgotten how tasty, sugary, and addicting they are). We then hit up a secret Subway that was super dead and right across the street from our hotel (the steak, egg, and cheese breakfast sandwich is to die for). I took a quick look at Facebook, and naturally my Facebook memory for the day was a picture of mango salsa from a couple of years back. Why must you torture me like this?


The floor was about to open just as we finished eating, so we began the walk back to the convention centre, and into the BELLY OF THE BEAST (the San Diego crowds, not the Steven Seagal classic). Here, we learned that a year after everyone was expecting Pokemon Go‘s first legendary creature to drop, Niantic revealed that at the ongoing Pokemon Go celebration in Chicago, attendees will have the very first opportunity to claim a legendary bird. Pretty freaking cool. We chatted about the game and how it’s changed, and the conversation alone made me want to jump back into the game after a substantial period of not even opening the app.

We did a quick tour of the crowded show floor before making our way back to the booth, where the BOX OF MYSTERY AND DANGER (where attendees could earn their way to free stuff, or potential death) had found itself refilled with even more Loot Crate swag care of Natalie. I grabbed a couple of pairs of themed socks (Optimus Prime for myself, Superman for my dad, who’s a big fan and even has a Batman/Superman logo tattooed on his arm).

I split up from Matt and Jonathan and headed upstairs. It was approaching 11AM and I wanted to be sure that I could attend the WWE and Mattel panel at 1PM. I thought that I should grab a coffee to keep my energy up, so I ordered a Cold Brew from one of the local Starbucks kiosks. I walked away before taking a sip and then realizing it was a Raspberry Iced Tea instead. I planned to go back so that I could get my sweet, sweet caffeine fix, but I couldn’t find the damned kiosk again.

I jumped in the back of the line for Room 5AB, where the WWE Panel would be taking place in just a couple of hours.

Naturally, there were still a couple of panels to go before then, starting with a panel called ‘Wonderstruck: From Page to Screen with Brian Selznick’. Going in, I knew nothing of Wonderstruck or Selznick. Pretty quickly, however, I realized that Selznick wrote the book that the Martin Scorseze film Hugo was based on (a film that I freaking loved, and haven’t seen in way too many years). Selznick moderated the panel, which took us through his stories writing the book, the experience of it being made into a film, and giving us a behind the scenes look at the Amazon Studios adaptation of another one of his bestsellers, Wonderstruck, which was directed by Academy Award Nominee Todd Haynes, and looks like a very, very beautiful film. Selznick noted that Amazon was even able to finish up the film’s first trailer preceding the panel, and he debuted it for those in attendance. The trailer solidified my interest in the film, and I can’t wait to watch it when it debuts later this year.

The final panel before the WWE / Mattel presentation was called ‘Sherlock Comics With Stephen Moffat’, during which showrunner and writer Stephen Moffat chatted with the audience about the Sherlock manga and mostly just reminded me that I need to freaking watch Sherlock. I spent some of this panel working on some other pieces (like my expanded thoughts on The Tick Takeover event here), but the amount of passionate Sherlock manga fans was pretty incredible. Also a lot of that artwork is pretty bad-ass, and it’s amazing just how much some of it looks like Benedict Cumberbatch. The Q&A question that received the most fanfare was definitely when a fan asked if we’d ever see any crossover manga with Doctor Who, to which Moffat replied that he’s only in charge of one property, and he begged and pleaded to the Doctor Who show runner, who simply said no.

The panel ended, the room cleared, I got a seat as close as I could, and then it was finally time for the WWE panel that I’d been waiting all morning for. This was more interesting to me than the Hall H panels that I’d visited last year, and almost any of the offsite events that I’ve had an opportunity to visit over the past five years. This is something that I’ve become super passionate about over the past 18 or so months, and to see these athletes that I spend so many hours watching each month in a setting such as this was worth the trip alone.

I’ll have a whole write-up on the panel in the coming day or so, but it was truly incredible to see just how passionate all of the fans were. For some of the superstars, it was their first visit to SDCC, and they all looked honoured to be a part of this presentation.

The hour flew right by (probably aided by me typing as fast as I could as a means to be able to write as much about the event as possible) and at its closure, before the superstars exited, they thanked the fans for helping them get to where they are today. The superstars spoke of their favourite career moments so far and what they still hope to accomplish, about the most meaningful advice given to them as they rose through the ranks, Brie talked about being a new mom and wanting to return to the ring, while Nikki revealed that her neck issues aren’t completely gone, and why we haven’t seen her in the ring since Wrestlemania.


People began to clear the room, and I attempted to approach the stage as a means to get a few closer photos for my write-up. The crowd made getting anywhere near the superstars pretty tough, but Renee Young, who is incredibly charismatic, and who I may (possibly) favour over much of the in-ring talent (male or female), was kind enough to stop for a photo. I was so excited for this. I don’t often become star struck these days after years of doing this kind of stuff, but in this moment, I did. It’s sure to be a convention highlight for me for years to come. Also, #SaveTalkingSmack.


Once the panel finished up and I could make my way out of the room (on the way I ran into Noelle Foley who was not a part of the panel, but was apparently there watching). Turns out that there was a signing with much (if not all) of the talent from the panel at the Mattel booth immediately following, but by the time I got in line there were substantially more people around than the alloted time would have allowed.

I left the lineup and quickly checked in with the Geekscape booth before headed to the Wired Cafe for a couple of beverages and some snacks. While in the tiny lineup to check-in, a DirecTV (who is sponsoring the cafe this year) employee took the opportunity to ask if I was familiar with the service. “I’m from Canada,” I answered. “Sorry,” he responded.

So no, I am not overly familiar with DirecTV.

Many of the booths at this year’s cafe were themed after upcoming AT&T (they make TV now?) series Mr. Mercedes. The bar had some themed cocktails, there was a neat wall made up of smartphones and tablets that were all playing in-sync footage, there was a stand offering themed, frozen treats, and there was a booth that was printing Mr. Mercedes themed t-shirts (which I definitely snagged one of). Also, while last year’s one-day Wired Cafe had a lineup around what seemed to be the entire hotel, this time around it’s again expanded to three days, and I was able to walk in with less than two minutes of waiting. Thanks again to Wired for hosting us, as it’s a great opportunity to get in some conversation, some food, and some beverages off of the show floor and away from the incredibly long lineups.

Shane would have loved this guy.
I stayed at the Wired Cafe briefly before heading to the Hotel Palomar for a special reveal of J!NX and Hot Topic’s upcoming Fall Collection, and to have a couple of drinks and some fucking delicious tacos. I’m not sure what was on it, but it was salty as hell and the meat tasted amazing (and went really, really well with a Dos Equis. I took a look at the Fall lineup, which had some neat, subtle t-shirt and long sleeve designs, a cool bomber jacket, and a lot of really, really soft cotton. It was a neat, small event, and it certainly made me excited to check out the lineup when it hits Hot Topic this Fall.

There wasn’t a lot going on at this point. Courtney and I decided to meet up at the Wired Cafe for a drink. On the way here, I saw an amazing Syfy sponsored drum line that was playing theme songs from a myriad of old cartoons (and even some Star Wars tracks). Courtney became associated with the brand when I was in a bit of a hiatus, and at this point we hadn’t really talked one on one. I was curious to know what she was into, how she became a part of Geekscape, and more about who she is as a person. It was great to have a one on one conversation with her, and to get to know a little more about her life outside of Geekscape Games. She lives just a couple of hours South of me too, and I think it’d be cool to meet up again in person outside of the hustle and bustle of SDCC.

We hung out at the Wired Cafe until it shut down, and then made our way back to the booth to reconnect with Jonathan and Zack. The Box of Mystery and Danger was almost empty at this point, and we met up with some cool con-goers that came by the booth (like Skip, the 60+ year old Scuba Instructing Dr. Evil cosplayer). It was great to finally have a seat, to charge my phone, and to make plans to have some dinner with the Geekscape family. Would I finally get my Rockin’ Baha? Read on to find out!

No. No I would not get my Rockin’ Baha.

There were apparently plans to grab some grab some quick food, and then to potentially go swimming at the hotel pool as most of us are planning for a bit of an earlier night, as were all fairly exhausted from walking around, talking, shilling podcasts at the booth, and the San Diego heat to do much more this evening.

Naturally, Matt Kelly tried to hit on more girls and invite them to the hotel pool. He struck out again, unfortunately (though he did get a hug out of the deal). But man do I admire his effort.

As we left the convention centre and began walking in the general direction of the hotel, we passed a Hooter’s restaurant. Someone made a joke about going there to eat, and I noted that I’d never been before so I didn’t know anything about the experience. Matt noted that the experience was “feeling like a creep and eating half-assed food,” to which I replied “So a day in the life of Shane O’Hare?”

I miss you, Shane.

We ended up back at Horton Plaza, and I intended to go for another round of Panda Express. It turns out that they were pretty close to closing for the night, they had a bunch of old looking food in the warmers, and they were completely out of Orange Chicken. I quickly exited and went to Steak Escape instead, where I grabbed some sort of Philly Cheese Steak sandwich that also had bacon on it, and Matt was pretty quick to tell me that the sandwich was totally inauthentic. He also said something about how where he’s from, people just order ‘Wit’ and the restaurant knows exactly what they’re talking about. Weird shit.

The hotel pool closed at 10PM, and we made it back to the hotel just before 9:30. The rest of the group opted to head up to the pool for 30 minutes, while I instead opted to finish up a couple of articles (like my thoughts on The Tick Takeover and the WWE Pop-Up Shop, along with the one you’re reading now), and give my fiancé a call now that she’d be finished work for the evening.

Josh and Megan put on some New Japan wrestling (which I’ve never watched before and was actually really cool) and Zack passed the hell out pretty much immediately. It’s 11:30 now, possibly the earliest that I’ve ever turned in on a San Diego Comic-Con evening, and I’m beyond ready to turn in for the evening to do it all again tomorrow.

Yeah, the floor was substantially busier today.

It’s been a rough few days leading up to what (hopefully) amounts to an incredible time down in ‘murica.

Last week, I dealt with several days of fairly excruciating mouth pain before finally accepting that it wasn’t going to go away and making an emergency dental visit. Turns out that I had a pretty serious infection in one of my lower molars, and that it was going to require a root canal asap or I would die. Okay, I’m hyperbolizing a little, but it pretty much felt like it.

I’ve avoided the dentist since I moved to Vancouver almost two years ago. Actually, I’ve avoided the dentist for most of my adult life. I’d had a dentist that I didn’t really jive with for most of my childhood, and an extremely painful extraction of a seriously messed up tooth when I was a teenager. Rather than making an adult decision at some point to go for checkups more regularly in an attempt to avoid having any further mouth pain ever again, I chose the way, way easier route and have been like once in the past few years. Then, you go when it hurts, and things turn out way, way worse than if you had just gone regularly in the first place.

So, a week of antibiotics as the (inside of the) tooth was gnarly AF (I’ve never used that unironically before), a Tylenol 3 every few hours that didn’t really seem to alleviate anything ever, seven days of essentially no sleeping due to some of the most constant, uncomfortable pain that I’d ever felt, and a week at my customer facing basic technical support day job made nearly unbearable due to the. constant. forever. throbbing. pain

Two days ago (It’s Tuesday as I write this on my flight down to San Diego, a few days later than I typically travel), part of a root canal happened. The experience began feeling like a typical filling — I wasn’t feeling much due to freezing, naturally, but I was still pretty grossed out because dental offices have a very distinct weird smell and I totally hate the feeling of breathing in that constant, white cloud of dust that just seconds ago was a part of your teeth.

That was cool for awhile (as cool as a high-pitched drilling in your mouth can be, and I thought that things weren’t too bad. Then, in a freaking instant it turned into the worst, sharpest, most excruciating pain of my life. My entire body began radiating heat, I could feel an instant stream of sweat begin to run down my back, and for a time, I was legitimately close to vomiting and had a pretty tough time controlling my breathing.

I never thought that I’d write so many words about dental work… damn.

To cut it short, I’m on a plane to San Diego with a tooth jammed full of cotton that’s been soaked in some sort of medication to hopefully cull the infection that’s still inside of it. I’m on another week of antibiotics, again as it was so infected that the first run didn’t bring it down enough (they kept saying that it was a very ‘hot’ tooth like it was impressive or something), and I can pretty much only eat soft food for the next week because there’s a thin, temporary filling overtop of said cotton, it’s pretty brittle, and if it breaks at any point over the next five days I’ll be far, far worse off financially than I already am because now I’m in the United States instead of Canada.

Approaching my first flight substantially later than I should have boarded it.

Also as this plane continues to ascend, the work in progress tooth keeps giving me a weird, popping feeling, and I’m fucking terrified that the incredible freaking pain that I experienced in the chair on Sunday is going to return. In which case it’s going to be a long, long two hour flight.

Update: Plane landed, pain did not return. Woo.

A two hour flight that I nearly missed, to boot.

I needed to make the flight down to San Diego later in the day, as I can’t take a lot of time off of work, and needed to get a shift in before flying out (otherwise I’d have been flying out tomorrow morning which would have led to even less time with the Geekscape family. I near-sprinted from work to grab the train to the airport (my lovely fiancé surprised my outside the train station with some delicious snacks for the plane, it was a super nice surprise). Usually I fly directly from Vancouver to Los Angeles, and don’t need to worry about connecting flights, so delays (there have been plenty of those over the years) don’t really matter. This year, my journey takes me from Vancouver to Portland, and then from Portland to San Diego. Somehow I booked a connected flight on Expedia with about 40 minutes between legs, and then, naturally my first flight was delayed by about 25 minutes.

My view as I began to run through PDX.

As I mentioned above, I’m on the flight to San Diego, so obviously I made it. This success definitely involved sprinting through the PDX airport, and I’m pretty sure that I kicked over the luggage of a small child as I tried to make it to the gate before cutoff. I’m Canadian, so of course I apologized profusely (and I meant it too, it was a pretty cool looking bag).

I planned to catch up on some Netflix during the flight (after finishing this week’s pre-SDCC Geekscape episode featuring Matt Kelly) – I queued up a few episodes of Adi Shankar’s Castlevania series, Netflix Original Documentary Don’t Speak (because I can’t make it a day without watching something that’s related to professional wrestling in some way), and the first episode of The Good Wife. It seems like a pretty freaking random assortment of content in retrospect.

But, as the flight progresses, and as San Diego approaches, I haven’t watched any of it, and I instead find myself becoming more and more nervous for what awaits me when the plane lands. The past ~10 months have been, incomparably, by far, the very worst of my life, and it’s been an inexplicably long time that I haven’t opened up about to essentially anybody, including my Geekscape family. I head to San Diego feeling substantially less close to some of these people that I have been in the past, and substantially less close to a lot of these people than I want to be. For the past 10+ months I’ve been closed off to them, not because I want to be, but because I just feel completely closed off from everything. I hope like hell that I’ll land and it’ll be easy, and at the same time I’m pretty terrified that it won’t be. Hell, overwriting this SDCC ‘diary’ (or journal if I want to be more manly) is more than I’ve opened up to these people in as long as I can remember. I miss these all of these guys a freaking ton.

If you’ve been a regular around these parts, or at least listen to the Geekscape podcast, you may remember last year’s pre-SDCC episode where I revealed on air, weeks before I told any of my friends, most of my family, and pretty much anyone else, that I was going to be a father. I simply can’t go into it (I won’t look cool to the dude next to me if I break down crying on this plane), but it’s a year later and Idon’t have a baby. Instead, I’ve got a little card with some incredibly tiny hand and footprints on it, a little tiny urn that holds about a baby’s worth of ashes, a bunch of extra pounds, and probably some serious depression issues that I’m too scared to talk to anyone about.

And… where do I go from here?

I say that I’m terrified of what happens when I land, but I also don’t think that I’ve been as excited about anything as I am about this in quite some time. I really hope that seeing and hearing these people again is the start of an upturn to my personal stock after a long and significant decline. I’ll be in San Diego for five days, with people that I love, doing what I’ve loved doing for years, surrounded by incredible events, installations, people I admire, and a week-long yearly culture that’s almost indescribable to people that haven’t experienced. It’s freaking San Diego Comic-Con, and it’s freaking hours away at this point.

Looking back on previous conventions, it’s hard as hell to remember who you see, what you do, and the experiences that you have each day. On top of standard news and event coverage, this year I want to get a little more personal, so I plan on doing a piece like this each day to chronicle everything that I’m experiencing. Shit got real on this ever darkening plane (the sun is setting now and the dude near the lights hasn’t turned any of them on), and I anticipate that further pieces will be much shorter, easier reads and will mostly just chronicle the cool shit that I’m seeing and doing.

In any case, if you made it this far, thanks.

Update: Plane landed and I almost forgot my iPad Pro on it. Big thanks to the lady that told me it was still under the seat.

Matt and I grabbed Subway at like midnight. Subway in America has much, much more meat on it than it does in Canada, and for less money. I’m moving to America.

Also, Matt Kelly got out of bed to come with me. We had a good chat and he’s a super supportive guy.

Lots of laughs so far, I’m glad that I’m here.

The views sure were pretty though.

In our first Adventurer Log, Cheres Highwind was reintroduced to the world of Eorzea after a long time away from the warring world. With a sudden burst of strength and a new land to discover as her fight against The Garlean Empire, we took the time to get the hang of our new abilities, finding some useful new skills in the transition from level 50 to 60. With the kinks out of the way, it was time to fully explore the continent of Othard, starting with the rebel encampment where most of our allies find themselves putting together a plan of attack.

Lyse, or as I knew her, Yda, led us to the hidden locale after catching me up to the trials and tribulations she faced up to this point. Having missed the fight against Ultima Weapon and the battle at the Singularity Reactor in Heavensward’s conclusion, I was surprised to learn that Papalymo, her Lalafell companion, had been killed in the previous conflict, losing a valuable ally in the process. Once we arrived at the village, we were greeted by Conrad, the leader of the rebel encampment. Here, I was given the tour of the facility while I was given new armor in the process. Finally wearing gear suitable for a powerful Dragoon, it was time to take the fight to the Garleans with the rebels at our back.

Stylin’ and Profilin’

Only, it wouldn’t be that simple. Conrad explains that despite being a group of rebels, each section is splintered with their own leadership. Fighting at full power meant we would have to go around and convince the other sects to join our cause, many of which might not be too keen on the idea considering how many losses they took in the previous conflict. That’s not to say that we were lacking when it came to allies, since we were asked to assist a few old friends with some tasks. M’naago and Meffrie both needed our help, but deciding to follow M’naago first, (mostly because of the promise of more armor), we left to track down Raubahn, The Bull of Ala Mhigo.

But not before we ran into a herd of Ixion that jumped uncontrollably at the request of their riders. Clearly some adventurers weren’t taking this threat as seriously as others.

Sometimes you need to just shrug and move on.

After assisting some travelers with an escort FATE by helping fight off some fearsome new monsters, we got into our first clash with the Garleans. Thanks to ambushing them before they realized we were at their throats, we made quick work of their solders and their newest Magitek gear. Once we arrived, Raubahn was happy to join the fight, yet his companion, Pipin, was the first to hesitate in the way Conrad warned us. Due to our heavy losses, the Lalafell argued that we need to focus on rebuilding hope before we could clash with the full might of The Empire. Many of the people didn’t feel like we had a chance, so we needed to prove that they could be beaten before they could realistically rally at our side. How will we accomplish that? That will be a story for another day.

Next time, we’ll tackle this problem, as well as learning the new Samurai job. A new region calls for some new combat skills, so what better way to do that than by learning the ancient Eastern art of combat? We might get some cool new clothes out of it in the process!

So until next time, feel free to share your names with us in the comments and join in on the adventure!

Back in 2013, you couldn’t pull me away from Final Fantasy XIV. When a group of my friends and I decided to give the recently revamped MMORPG a shot, our band of adventurers were quickly absorbed in the seemingly endless amount of quests to complete, jobs to learn and enemies to slay. Late into the year however, life got in the way, leading us each to drop off until our group essentially disbanded, leading us to adventure on our own sporadically whenever a chance to play would pop up.

Cheres Highwind: Last seen cosplaying a legendary summoner.

My story was led by Cheres Highwind, a Lancer and eventual Dragoon who would call the region of Gridania her home. Shortly after her battle with Ifrit, she all but disappeared outside of some occasional sightings during The Great Yo-kai Hunt of 2016.  With the latest expansion, Stormblood, arriving for the denizens of Eorzea to explore, now seemed as good of a time as any for Cheres to make her big return. But with a new land to explore, a sudden surge of power, and no allies to call her own, this second great adventure is already proving to be quite the learning experienced for our once seasoned warrior.

Taking the trip Ala Mhigo presented such a contrast compared to the lands I had been used to traveling, presenting a much more lush, vibrant territory. The beauty of the scenery quickly became the backdrop to a few warm up battles as I explored the new area. After checking in with Lyse before gathering with the rest of the heroes, I was free to do what I wanted. Little did I know that even the enemies at my level were giving me trouble. If I wanted to survive, I knew I’d need to get acquainted with my new abilities.

The warriors gather as I earn the easiest game completion trophy I’ve ever unlocked.

Using a special potion to get me caught up in strength had one disadvantage. Jumping straight from level 50 to 60 meant I had a wealth of new abilities that I was completely unfamiliar with. Yet, I still needed to master them if I wanted to stand up against the Aliance’s latest threat. Using the same old combos from that Ifrit fight weren’t going to cut it this deep into Eorzea, so it was time to play with the strongest abilities a Dragoon can master up to that point. Primarily, the Blood of the Dragon ability not only increased the strength of the trademark Jump attack, but it gave me the ability to expand on existing combos with two new abilities. Both Fang and Claw and Wheeling Thrust managed to deal extra damage while extending t he duration of Blood of the Dragon, allowing me to deal more damage for longer. Finally, Geirskogul, which can only be used with Blood of the Dragon in effect, causes huge damage to enemies in a straight line at the expense of 10 seconds from the BotD meter. If nothing else, I got a cool blue dragon aura and some new armor to show off my growth!

With the rust worn off, it was time to dive into Stormblood. Make sure to check in next time to find what a full fledged Dragoon can do. If anyone is on the Cactuar server, feel free to share your names in the comments and be part of Cheres’ continued adventures!