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Friday, July 8, 2016
Thursday, July 7, 2016
INDY POP CON 2016: CONCLUSION
Sunday, June 19. My son Eddie and I were excited for another day of Indy Pop Con 2016, but just as eager to get back on the road for home and the NBA Championship final between the Cleveland Cavaliers and the Golden State Warriors. The convention organizers were cool with our leaving the event early, but the convention center wasn’t going to let us park in the loading dock area before the end of the convention. Fortunately...
Indianapolis has free parking on its city streets on Sunday. Eddie and I checked out of our hotel early, retrieved our car from where we parked it the previous night and found a terrific parking space right across the street from the convention center. My friend and handler Stephan Friedt had already arranged for Pop Con volunteers to help us load our stuff into our car that afternoon.
We had our usual breakfast at the Steak ‘N’ Shake. Donna, that beam of light in human form, gave me a hug when we left the restaurant. If you attend Indy Pop Con (or Gencon) in the future, think about making Steak ‘N’ Shake your breakfast place. You won’t find better food at such a reasonable place anywhere else in the downtown area, and you won’t find anyone nicer than Donna.
We walked back to the convention center. Our plan was for Eddie to take some of our boxes to the car while I set up the table for the 9:00 am opening for the press and the 9:30 opening for the fans who had purchased VIP tickets. That plan hit a bump in the road as we were blocked from entering the exhibit hall by the frankly clueless convention center security guards.
The guards wouldn’t let guests and vendors enter the hall, pointing to the back of the badges that said the show opened at 9:30 for the VIP fans. Apparently, they thought we should enter at the same time as the fans, not considering that we had to set up before the press or the fans entered the hall. They also weren’t willing to listen to our explanation as to why we - and I’m talking about a group of several guests and vendors - needed to enter the hall before 9:30 am. I love dealing with people of little power throwing around that little power simply because they can.
Don’t take this as a slam on Indy Pop Con, one of the best run and most fun conventions in the country. It’s on the convention center and it is typical of many convention centers. It doesn’t have to be that way. For example, it’s not that way at the Columbus Convention Center where we used to hold Mid-Ohio-Con and where we currently have Wizard World Ohio Comic-Con. It’s not the way at the Cleveland Convention Center, home of Wizard World Cleveland Comic-Con. But it’s one of the negative situations - which include a scarcity of clean restrooms and decent dining options - I encounter again and again when I attend other conventions.
An Indy Pop Con representative did get the guests and vendors into the exhibit hall a short time later by opening doors on the other side of the hall and stationing volunteers there to make sure only guests and vendors entered early. Eddie and I consolidated our show stock down to three boxes, which allowed him to put the other boxes into our car before my 10 am panel.
There were 30 panels and other events scheduled for Sunday, as well as some events at the GFUEL ESports Arena. Fourteen fan films would also be shown. My 10 am panel was “Classic Comics,” described thus on the Indy Pop Con website: Join veteran creators Joe Rubenstein and Tony Isabella as they discuss the history of comics.
Actually, the website listed three additional panelists, but early morning panels can be a problem for some guests, especially on the last day of the convention when they are also checking out of their hotels. Before the panel, I predicted just one other panelist would show. I also told Eddie I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up doing the panel solo. That’s happened in the past. But, trooper that he has always been, Joe Rubenstein showed up for the panel.
We talked for around fifty minutes about comics we loved. Joe told a great story about how, as a kid, he really liked a Superman tale about the Superman of 2965. Years later, inking a Superman story, he suddenly realized he was working on a story starring that same character. How cool was that!
I was too busy listening and talking to take notes about the other classic comic books we talked about. I know I mentioned Cosmo the Merry Martian, a very short-lived Archie Comics titles. I probably mentioned Fantastic Four Annual #1, which, as regular readers of my bloggy thing know, was the comic book that made me want to work in the comics industry. All in all, it was a good panel.
Note to self: Start recording these panels and then hire someone to transcribe them for posterity.
The rest of my Sunday time at Indy Pop Con went by fast. I did get a chance to speak with Grizz Chapman whose work on 30 Rock was so wonderful. Working with just a few lines per episode and playing in scenes with the great Tracy Morgan, Chapman nailed the humor every time. If I ever get the chance to cast actors in something, I will give this very funny man a call.
I also did some shopping, picking up the trade paperbacks of Nutmeg by Jackie Crofts and James F. Wright, and Little Guardians by Lee Cherolis and Ed Cho. Jackie and Lee were on my Friday panel and I wanted to check out their books. All their books are near the top of my “read soon” pile. I should get to them within the next week or two. Despite the abundance of wonderful comics and other things at Indy Pop Con, I managed to restrain myself.
When I was at my table, which was most of the time, I did the usual signing of Isabella-written things, selling Isabella-written comics and other stuff and answering reader questions in what I certainly hope was an entertaining and informative manner. And, then, it was time to hit the road.
Eddie and I made good time getting back to Medina, this despite a traffic jam in which it took us nearly an hour to go twenty miles. We stopped only for gas, a single rest area break, and White Castle hamburgers. When we hit Medina, we were met by our neighbor Greg, who would be going to the Cleveland Cavaliers watch party with my son. Eddie jumped into Greg’s car while I gave Greg the rest of our burgers. They went to Cleveland. I drove home.
Since I think I probably exhausted the patience of my non-sports-loving readers with Monday’s bloggy thing, I won’t write about the exciting basketball game I mostly watched on TV. (There were times when I had to leave the room or when I was ordered from the room.) After the exciting conclusion, Cleveland’s 52-year-curse of never winning a sports championship was over. The Cavaliers had won the 2016 NBA Championship.
The aftermath of the game was as exciting as the game itself. The emotion of the players and the fans was a delight to behold. I was especially pleased that the police made only five arrests following the game. Cleveland proved itself to be a classy town that evening. I hope that continues.
When Eddie and Greg got back to our house, we all had champagne and freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies. I opened my almost-forgotten Father’s Day presents. It was a good time and none of us was able to fall asleep until it was almost time for us to get up and head for work. What a night!
And what a convention! If you have the opportunity to attend Indy Pop Con 2017, do so. You’ll have a fantastic time.
As for me, if Indy Pop Con invites me back next year, I will most definitely be there. I love that show!
That’s all for today. I’ll be back tomorrow with some thoughts on my upcoming trip to G-Fest, the annual Godzilla event held in Chicago, and information on my convention and other appearances for the rest of the year. See you then!
© 2016 Tony Isabella
Indianapolis has free parking on its city streets on Sunday. Eddie and I checked out of our hotel early, retrieved our car from where we parked it the previous night and found a terrific parking space right across the street from the convention center. My friend and handler Stephan Friedt had already arranged for Pop Con volunteers to help us load our stuff into our car that afternoon.
We had our usual breakfast at the Steak ‘N’ Shake. Donna, that beam of light in human form, gave me a hug when we left the restaurant. If you attend Indy Pop Con (or Gencon) in the future, think about making Steak ‘N’ Shake your breakfast place. You won’t find better food at such a reasonable place anywhere else in the downtown area, and you won’t find anyone nicer than Donna.
We walked back to the convention center. Our plan was for Eddie to take some of our boxes to the car while I set up the table for the 9:00 am opening for the press and the 9:30 opening for the fans who had purchased VIP tickets. That plan hit a bump in the road as we were blocked from entering the exhibit hall by the frankly clueless convention center security guards.
The guards wouldn’t let guests and vendors enter the hall, pointing to the back of the badges that said the show opened at 9:30 for the VIP fans. Apparently, they thought we should enter at the same time as the fans, not considering that we had to set up before the press or the fans entered the hall. They also weren’t willing to listen to our explanation as to why we - and I’m talking about a group of several guests and vendors - needed to enter the hall before 9:30 am. I love dealing with people of little power throwing around that little power simply because they can.
Don’t take this as a slam on Indy Pop Con, one of the best run and most fun conventions in the country. It’s on the convention center and it is typical of many convention centers. It doesn’t have to be that way. For example, it’s not that way at the Columbus Convention Center where we used to hold Mid-Ohio-Con and where we currently have Wizard World Ohio Comic-Con. It’s not the way at the Cleveland Convention Center, home of Wizard World Cleveland Comic-Con. But it’s one of the negative situations - which include a scarcity of clean restrooms and decent dining options - I encounter again and again when I attend other conventions.
An Indy Pop Con representative did get the guests and vendors into the exhibit hall a short time later by opening doors on the other side of the hall and stationing volunteers there to make sure only guests and vendors entered early. Eddie and I consolidated our show stock down to three boxes, which allowed him to put the other boxes into our car before my 10 am panel.
There were 30 panels and other events scheduled for Sunday, as well as some events at the GFUEL ESports Arena. Fourteen fan films would also be shown. My 10 am panel was “Classic Comics,” described thus on the Indy Pop Con website: Join veteran creators Joe Rubenstein and Tony Isabella as they discuss the history of comics.
Actually, the website listed three additional panelists, but early morning panels can be a problem for some guests, especially on the last day of the convention when they are also checking out of their hotels. Before the panel, I predicted just one other panelist would show. I also told Eddie I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up doing the panel solo. That’s happened in the past. But, trooper that he has always been, Joe Rubenstein showed up for the panel.
We talked for around fifty minutes about comics we loved. Joe told a great story about how, as a kid, he really liked a Superman tale about the Superman of 2965. Years later, inking a Superman story, he suddenly realized he was working on a story starring that same character. How cool was that!
I was too busy listening and talking to take notes about the other classic comic books we talked about. I know I mentioned Cosmo the Merry Martian, a very short-lived Archie Comics titles. I probably mentioned Fantastic Four Annual #1, which, as regular readers of my bloggy thing know, was the comic book that made me want to work in the comics industry. All in all, it was a good panel.
Note to self: Start recording these panels and then hire someone to transcribe them for posterity.
The rest of my Sunday time at Indy Pop Con went by fast. I did get a chance to speak with Grizz Chapman whose work on 30 Rock was so wonderful. Working with just a few lines per episode and playing in scenes with the great Tracy Morgan, Chapman nailed the humor every time. If I ever get the chance to cast actors in something, I will give this very funny man a call.
I also did some shopping, picking up the trade paperbacks of Nutmeg by Jackie Crofts and James F. Wright, and Little Guardians by Lee Cherolis and Ed Cho. Jackie and Lee were on my Friday panel and I wanted to check out their books. All their books are near the top of my “read soon” pile. I should get to them within the next week or two. Despite the abundance of wonderful comics and other things at Indy Pop Con, I managed to restrain myself.
When I was at my table, which was most of the time, I did the usual signing of Isabella-written things, selling Isabella-written comics and other stuff and answering reader questions in what I certainly hope was an entertaining and informative manner. And, then, it was time to hit the road.
Eddie and I made good time getting back to Medina, this despite a traffic jam in which it took us nearly an hour to go twenty miles. We stopped only for gas, a single rest area break, and White Castle hamburgers. When we hit Medina, we were met by our neighbor Greg, who would be going to the Cleveland Cavaliers watch party with my son. Eddie jumped into Greg’s car while I gave Greg the rest of our burgers. They went to Cleveland. I drove home.
Since I think I probably exhausted the patience of my non-sports-loving readers with Monday’s bloggy thing, I won’t write about the exciting basketball game I mostly watched on TV. (There were times when I had to leave the room or when I was ordered from the room.) After the exciting conclusion, Cleveland’s 52-year-curse of never winning a sports championship was over. The Cavaliers had won the 2016 NBA Championship.
The aftermath of the game was as exciting as the game itself. The emotion of the players and the fans was a delight to behold. I was especially pleased that the police made only five arrests following the game. Cleveland proved itself to be a classy town that evening. I hope that continues.
When Eddie and Greg got back to our house, we all had champagne and freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies. I opened my almost-forgotten Father’s Day presents. It was a good time and none of us was able to fall asleep until it was almost time for us to get up and head for work. What a night!
And what a convention! If you have the opportunity to attend Indy Pop Con 2017, do so. You’ll have a fantastic time.
As for me, if Indy Pop Con invites me back next year, I will most definitely be there. I love that show!
That’s all for today. I’ll be back tomorrow with some thoughts on my upcoming trip to G-Fest, the annual Godzilla event held in Chicago, and information on my convention and other appearances for the rest of the year. See you then!
© 2016 Tony Isabella
Wednesday, July 6, 2016
INDY POP CON 2016: PART THREE
Saturday would be our busiest day at Indy Pop Con 2016. I was not scheduled to be on any panels, but there would be a steady stream of fans coming into Artist Alley from start (9 am for the fans with VIP passes, 10 am for everyone else) to finish (6 pm). There were 40 events and panels on the day’s schedule as well as 20 showings of fan films.
My son Eddie attended some of the panels and did some shopping as well. He covered for me when I wanted to walk around the show and talk to friends or take other breaks. Our sales were excellent throughout the show: Black Lightning trades, individual comic-book issues written by me and the double-sided Superman poster I helped design for the 1988 International Superman Exposition in Cleveland. My supply of the poster is dwindling and I would not be surprised if this is the last year I’ll be selling them.
I cannot say enough good things about the incredible Indy Pop Con volunteers. My pal Stephan Friedt was my “handler” and made sure I had everything I needed. The con volunteers came by regularly with water bottles and snacks, and to cover the table when I needed to leave for a few minutes. I am very grateful for their assistance.
The cosplay at the convention was sensational. My favorite cosplay scene might have been when a lovely woman dressed as Princess Peach knelt on the floor to talk to a very young girl dressed as a Disney princess. The smiling child was in awe of the older cosplayer. At one point, the girl was arranging the woman’s bright-yellow wig as if she were playing with a life-size doll. This was truly a special moment for the girl, the cosplayer and those who saw it.
Raven of the Teen Titans was a popular character for the cosplayers at the show. Every incarnation of Raven from both the comic books and cartoons was seen as interpreted by over a dozen cosplayers. I confess I prefer the cute cartoon version over other versions. Yes, I know my pals Marv Wolfman and George Perez gave Raven one of the darkest origins imaginable, but, after the third or fourth story by lesser talents in which she embraced or threatened to embrace her dark heritage, I got bored. I’m Team Cute Raven.
My friend Jennifer Otto-Lahr was rocking her Batgirl costume. She was at the convention were her son Connor. They will be attending G-Fest this month and we look forward to hanging out with them at that stellar event. All praise the Great Scaly One who protects us with his fiery atomic love. It can be a tough love, but, you know, the folly of man and all.
Across the aisle from me, Cog Neutron was turning the lovely Rannie Rodil into “Sailor Popeye,” one of the most disturbing and yet fun cosplays I’ve ever seen. After making a few jokes...”This is what happens when you eat genetically modified spinach” and “She will punish you in the name of the Goon!”...I chatted with Rodil about the comfort of the appliances and learned that she was a huge Popeye fan. I enjoyed talking with her.
There was a Weird Al Yankovic cosplayer at the show. At least, I hope he was a cosplayer. I would have been crushed if I’d missed a chance to meet one of my favorite entertainers.
Carmen Sandiego was seen walking the convention with Waldo. Which explains so much.
There were Ghostbusters and ghosts from the Pac Man game. There was an Adam West-style Batman with a bomb. There were some pretty good Superman cosplayers, including my friend Mark Dooley. There a bunch of characters from anime and gaming which I did not recognize, but which Eddie thought were pretty cool. There was a young man dressed as Finn from Star Wars: The Force Awakens. He smiled when I thanked him for his service to the Rebel Alliance.
One of my favorite cosplays of the convention was a group dressed as characters from Jurassic World. There was a cosplayer dressed as the Chris Pratt character holding a small child dressed in a raptor costume. There was also a woman dressed as the Bryce Dallas Howard character. Later in the day, I saw her chased down an aisle by a T-Rex. I applaud her ability to run in high heels. I think I sprained an ankle just watching her.
As was done last year, there were “PopCon trading cards” designed by various artists for themselves and other guests. There were 42 of them this year, ranging from Tara Strong to Freddie Wong. Other cards showcased Night of the Comet, Joe Rubinstein, Lloyd Kaufman, Karen Gillan, Princess Rap Battle, Grizz Chapman and others. Last year, I tried and failed to collect them all. This year, I was too busy to even try. But the cards are very cool.
I got some free comics on Saturday. Wil Brendel, who drew my Indy PopCon trading card last year, dropped by my table to give me the new issue of his Redeemers series. Brian Wyrick game me the entire run of Henchmen. I read and enjoyed these comics, but you’ll have to wait a few days for my reviews of them.
I met comics artist Patrick Zircher, who stopped by my table for a bit. He’s drawing Action Comics these days and doing a great job on the title. We chatted about my early 1970s time working in the old Marvel Bullpen. Those were some good times for me. I got to learn from so many masters of the comics craft.
I spent most of the day at my table signing comic books and other stuff I’ve written, answering questions from fans and talking with too many old friends to name because I’ll feel terrible when I realize I’ve left someone out. I was interviewed a couple times for podcasts and what not. Most of those interviews took place in the convention press room, which, as I mentioned yesterday, is a great idea. It’s a much more comfortable setting for such interviews than the convention floor. You don’t have to shout over the din of the happy crowd.
Before Eddie and I left the convention on Saturday, I informed the promoters we would have to leave a few hours before the end of the event on Sunday. Eddie had scored a ticket to the watch party for the final game of the NBA championship game between our Cleveland Cavaliers and the Golden State Warriors. Though the game would be played in Oakland, it would be broadcast on huge screens inside and outside the arena where the Cavaliers play. The convention was cool with our early exit, but there was a problem.
The convention center wouldn’t allow anyone to part outside their loading area until the end of the show. That had not been the case last year, but, for whatever reason - I’m going to go with really petty bureaucracy - they wouldn’t allow it this year. Eddie and I would have to come up with a different plan.
Eddie is a terrific traveling companion in many ways. One of those is that he can usually find really good restaurants. For Saturday night’s meal, we went to The Yard House on West Maryland Street, “a “modern public house where food and beer lovers unite.”
The Yard House was clean and clearly family-friendly. The servers were attentive, fast and friendly. The prices weren’t low, but the quality of the food was very high. As best as I recall, we ordered buffalo chicken and crispy duck wings as appetizers. Eddie ordered several craft beers and liked most of them.
My meal was a Southern Fried Chicken Breast (boneless with creamed corn, BBQ beans, spinach mashed potatoes and bourbon gravy). Very tasty and the best creamed corn I have ever had in my life. Okay, I know the bar is set very low when it comes to creamed corn, but I’m going to give the side dish another chance soon. Perhaps there have been groundbreaking advances in creamed corn technology since my previous experiences with it.
Eddie ordered the Cuban Roast Pork Dip sandwich with pepper jack cheese, pickles, tomato, Dijon mustard, garlic aïoli, garlic french bread and red mojo dip. He quickly pronounced it the finest Cuban Roast sandwich he’s ever had.
Five stars for The Yard House. We’ll eat there again.
My son Eddie attended some of the panels and did some shopping as well. He covered for me when I wanted to walk around the show and talk to friends or take other breaks. Our sales were excellent throughout the show: Black Lightning trades, individual comic-book issues written by me and the double-sided Superman poster I helped design for the 1988 International Superman Exposition in Cleveland. My supply of the poster is dwindling and I would not be surprised if this is the last year I’ll be selling them.
I cannot say enough good things about the incredible Indy Pop Con volunteers. My pal Stephan Friedt was my “handler” and made sure I had everything I needed. The con volunteers came by regularly with water bottles and snacks, and to cover the table when I needed to leave for a few minutes. I am very grateful for their assistance.
The cosplay at the convention was sensational. My favorite cosplay scene might have been when a lovely woman dressed as Princess Peach knelt on the floor to talk to a very young girl dressed as a Disney princess. The smiling child was in awe of the older cosplayer. At one point, the girl was arranging the woman’s bright-yellow wig as if she were playing with a life-size doll. This was truly a special moment for the girl, the cosplayer and those who saw it.
Raven of the Teen Titans was a popular character for the cosplayers at the show. Every incarnation of Raven from both the comic books and cartoons was seen as interpreted by over a dozen cosplayers. I confess I prefer the cute cartoon version over other versions. Yes, I know my pals Marv Wolfman and George Perez gave Raven one of the darkest origins imaginable, but, after the third or fourth story by lesser talents in which she embraced or threatened to embrace her dark heritage, I got bored. I’m Team Cute Raven.
My friend Jennifer Otto-Lahr was rocking her Batgirl costume. She was at the convention were her son Connor. They will be attending G-Fest this month and we look forward to hanging out with them at that stellar event. All praise the Great Scaly One who protects us with his fiery atomic love. It can be a tough love, but, you know, the folly of man and all.
Across the aisle from me, Cog Neutron was turning the lovely Rannie Rodil into “Sailor Popeye,” one of the most disturbing and yet fun cosplays I’ve ever seen. After making a few jokes...”This is what happens when you eat genetically modified spinach” and “She will punish you in the name of the Goon!”...I chatted with Rodil about the comfort of the appliances and learned that she was a huge Popeye fan. I enjoyed talking with her.
There was a Weird Al Yankovic cosplayer at the show. At least, I hope he was a cosplayer. I would have been crushed if I’d missed a chance to meet one of my favorite entertainers.
Carmen Sandiego was seen walking the convention with Waldo. Which explains so much.
There were Ghostbusters and ghosts from the Pac Man game. There was an Adam West-style Batman with a bomb. There were some pretty good Superman cosplayers, including my friend Mark Dooley. There a bunch of characters from anime and gaming which I did not recognize, but which Eddie thought were pretty cool. There was a young man dressed as Finn from Star Wars: The Force Awakens. He smiled when I thanked him for his service to the Rebel Alliance.
One of my favorite cosplays of the convention was a group dressed as characters from Jurassic World. There was a cosplayer dressed as the Chris Pratt character holding a small child dressed in a raptor costume. There was also a woman dressed as the Bryce Dallas Howard character. Later in the day, I saw her chased down an aisle by a T-Rex. I applaud her ability to run in high heels. I think I sprained an ankle just watching her.
As was done last year, there were “PopCon trading cards” designed by various artists for themselves and other guests. There were 42 of them this year, ranging from Tara Strong to Freddie Wong. Other cards showcased Night of the Comet, Joe Rubinstein, Lloyd Kaufman, Karen Gillan, Princess Rap Battle, Grizz Chapman and others. Last year, I tried and failed to collect them all. This year, I was too busy to even try. But the cards are very cool.
I got some free comics on Saturday. Wil Brendel, who drew my Indy PopCon trading card last year, dropped by my table to give me the new issue of his Redeemers series. Brian Wyrick game me the entire run of Henchmen. I read and enjoyed these comics, but you’ll have to wait a few days for my reviews of them.
I met comics artist Patrick Zircher, who stopped by my table for a bit. He’s drawing Action Comics these days and doing a great job on the title. We chatted about my early 1970s time working in the old Marvel Bullpen. Those were some good times for me. I got to learn from so many masters of the comics craft.
I spent most of the day at my table signing comic books and other stuff I’ve written, answering questions from fans and talking with too many old friends to name because I’ll feel terrible when I realize I’ve left someone out. I was interviewed a couple times for podcasts and what not. Most of those interviews took place in the convention press room, which, as I mentioned yesterday, is a great idea. It’s a much more comfortable setting for such interviews than the convention floor. You don’t have to shout over the din of the happy crowd.
Before Eddie and I left the convention on Saturday, I informed the promoters we would have to leave a few hours before the end of the event on Sunday. Eddie had scored a ticket to the watch party for the final game of the NBA championship game between our Cleveland Cavaliers and the Golden State Warriors. Though the game would be played in Oakland, it would be broadcast on huge screens inside and outside the arena where the Cavaliers play. The convention was cool with our early exit, but there was a problem.
The convention center wouldn’t allow anyone to part outside their loading area until the end of the show. That had not been the case last year, but, for whatever reason - I’m going to go with really petty bureaucracy - they wouldn’t allow it this year. Eddie and I would have to come up with a different plan.
Eddie is a terrific traveling companion in many ways. One of those is that he can usually find really good restaurants. For Saturday night’s meal, we went to The Yard House on West Maryland Street, “a “modern public house where food and beer lovers unite.”
The Yard House was clean and clearly family-friendly. The servers were attentive, fast and friendly. The prices weren’t low, but the quality of the food was very high. As best as I recall, we ordered buffalo chicken and crispy duck wings as appetizers. Eddie ordered several craft beers and liked most of them.
My meal was a Southern Fried Chicken Breast (boneless with creamed corn, BBQ beans, spinach mashed potatoes and bourbon gravy). Very tasty and the best creamed corn I have ever had in my life. Okay, I know the bar is set very low when it comes to creamed corn, but I’m going to give the side dish another chance soon. Perhaps there have been groundbreaking advances in creamed corn technology since my previous experiences with it.
Eddie ordered the Cuban Roast Pork Dip sandwich with pepper jack cheese, pickles, tomato, Dijon mustard, garlic aïoli, garlic french bread and red mojo dip. He quickly pronounced it the finest Cuban Roast sandwich he’s ever had.
Five stars for The Yard House. We’ll eat there again.
After dinner, Eddie decided he wanted to relax in our room. Feeling like I should show my face, I walked over to the official PopCon after party at the GFUEL Esports Arena. I didn’t see anyone I knew, so I headed back to the hotel.
As I walked through the lobby, I was waved over by the fine folks who’d been on the Friday comics panel with me: Lee Cherolis, Jackie Crofts and Brian Wyrick. We were then joined by Grizz Chapman, who played Grizz on TV’s 30 Rock and who also owns a comic-book store in the Bronx. We headed to the hotel’s Severin Bar for drinks. We were eventually joined by Christine Blanch and some of the guys who work at the comic shop owned by her and Mark Waid. A few days ago, I listed this evening as one of the...
THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY: Hanging out at the hotel bar with much younger than me comics people Christina Blanch, Lee Cherolis, Jackie Crofts, Brian Wyrick and others. I don’t know if they get anything out of it, but such times keep me engaged and keep me feeling young.
One or two drinks later, I headed up to the hotel room. Eddie and I needed to work out a plan for our departure from the hotel in the morning and from the convention in the afternoon. We did. It looked good. We just had to see if it would all come together.
I’ll be back tomorrow with the finale of my Indy Pop Con 2016 report. See you then.
© 2016 Tony Isabella
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
INDY POP CON 2016: PART TWO
Indy Pop Con 2016 would be open to the press and media on Friday, June 17, at 11 am, to the fans who purchased VIP tickets at 12:30 and to every one else at 1 pm. Since my son Eddie are both used to rising early, that gave us plenty of time to have breakfast and set up my Artist Alley table in a leisurely manner.
For breakfast, we went to the Steak and Shake that was a short walk from our hotel. On last year’s visit, I ate breakfast there every day. Open all day every day, the restaurant offers good food at the most reasonable prices in downtown Indianapolis. But those were only my second and third reasons for going there.
My main reason for eating at Steak N Shake every morning was Donna, the happiest woman in all of Indianapolis. She’s like this ball of sunshine in human form. Her smile lights up the place. Seeing her and being waited on by her is a great way to start your convention day. Which is what Eddie and I would do every day of the convention..
After breakfast, we went to our car, which we had parked in a lot about two blocks from our hotel. We drove to the Indiana Convention Center where we were greeting by the same asshole who gave me grief last year. Here’s what I wrote about him then:
Digression. Almost everybody in Indianapolis was great to me, but there was one major asshole. He was the attendant for the parking lot behind the convention hall. He decided it would be hilarious to tell the guy from Ohio that there was no convention at the center. Because you know the guy who’s been on the road for five hours is going to think that’s a hoot and a half. When I suggested he call his supervisor, he finally admitted he was having me on. I smiled, more out of exhaustion than anything else, and was directed to the unloading area. Ha. Ha. Ha.
This year, the man wasn’t working alone and I’m guessing the other guy was his supervisor. We were given a pass allowing us to park at the loading docks for 30 minutes, which was barely sufficient time for us to check in to the convention, unload the seven boxes we’d brought to the show, get them to our table in Artist Alley and then return our car to our parking garage. I suspect the exhibitors with more elaborate setups took two or three times as long to get their stuff onto the event floor.
Don’t mistake my comments as any kind of slam against Indy Pop Con, which is one of the best and best-run conventions I’ve attended in the past decade. It’s a slam against a convention center staffed by minor functionaries who either don’t understand the needs of those exhibiting at an event or don’t care or simply like throwing their little bit of power around. We’d run into this again on Sunday, but I’ll talk about that in a couple days. For now, let’s get back to Indy Pop Con, which was a delight from start to finish.
Indy Pop Con was huge. The main exhibit hall included Artists Alley as well areas for free autographs, photo ops, indie games, virtual reality demos, robot battles, open board gaming, a cosplay alley, the Internet. There were many vendors of new and old comics, anime, manga, clothing and more. Eddie and I bought quite a bit of stuff, though I managed to confine my purchases to comics by creators who were on the “Making Comics That Get Read” panel with me. That and the occasional convention hot dog (tasty) or slice of pizza (not so much). Don’t worry. We had terrific meals Friday night and Saturday night. Expensive but terrific.
Beyond the main hall, there was an Invasion Wrestling Hall and the FlixFling Main Stage. The latter was were certain large attendance panels were held. I assume the latter was where fans wrestled alien warriors. Dibs on Gamora.
Also beyond the main hall, there were panel rooms, workshop rooms, film rooms, a cosplay lounge, a cosplay workshop, a cosplay garden for photo shoots and a press room that doubled as an “after hours” gaming room. The press room was comfortable and quiet. It came in handy for me as I interviewed at least three times by podcasters and others. As these go online, I’ll link to them.
For example...Ryan Walsh of Comic Carnival interviewed myself, Joe Rubinstein and Mark Waid, asking each of us more or less the same questions at different times. I think it’s a pretty good piece and you can read it here.
Outside the convention center, other gaming and movie events were held at GFUEL Esports Pavilion, located across the street from the convention center. It was a large and loud facility. I didn’t visit for a long, but the gamers and other fans there were have a great time. Indy Pop Con truly rocks its “big tent” concept.
My Artist Alley table was next to my old friend Scott Shaw’s table, so we got to talk frequently when Scott wasn’t busy with his well-deserved legion of fans. Across from me were special effects wizard Lynette Eklund, season 7 Face Off finalist Cig Neutron and Punch It Graphics, which creates sci-fi and fantasy wall art. Down that row a bit was comics artist Scott Rosema, another old pal who I hope to work with in the future.
Artist Steve Rude and writer Mike Baron were elsewhere in the hall. I love chatting with Steve, who is insatiable in his lust for tales of the Marvel Bullpen of the 1970s. Steve is currently producing a big beautiful edition of Nexus that has to be seen to be believed. I’m devoting an entire bloggy thing to it in the near future. The edition is almost bigger than me and a hundred times more stunning. While you’re waiting for my article on it, visit Steve’s website. You will be amazed.
There were 29 panels scheduled for Friday, 14 fan films scheduled to be screened and events at the GFUEL Esports Pavilion, including a midnight screening of Return to Nuke ‘Em High. The Pavilion is a converted ice hockey rink with over 200 PCs and gaming consoles for the fans. As I’ve said, gaming isn’t my thing, but I was mightily impressed by its presence at Indy Pop Con.
The “Making Comics That Get Read” panel roster was Mark Waid (who you must know and, if you don’t, you don’t know one of the finest comics writers of the past few decades), Lee Cherolis (artist and creator of Little Guardians), Jackie Crofts (artist of Nutmeg) and Brian Wyrick (co-creator and publisher of Henchmen). Prior to the panel, Wyrick had provided several questions:
In general, what goes into making a comic book - how big are your teams, and what are their roles?
Retailers - how many new titles come across your desk as a buyer each month? How many of those do you stock and how do you decide?
As creators & retailers, where has technology had an impact on your work & your business? Has it changed your own reading habits?
What is the most exciting development you’ve seen in comics technology recently?
We have a wide range of creators on the panel - how do you promote your work, and how is it promoted by your publishers? Retailers how does that promotion impact you. What works and what does not?
I wish I had a transcript of this panel because really smart stuff was said by everyone other than me. Trying to remember my answers as best I can:
A singular vision is vital to making a great comic book. A creative team should be as big as necessary and no bigger. Multiple editors are not, to my mind, a good thing.
I praised Godzilla that I am no longer a comics retailer. I would go mad and out of business in two months if I had to go through the 600-plus-page Previews catalog and try to figure out what to carry in my store. My friend Mark took this as my gloating because I was no longer a retailer. Which is absurd. No. Not really. Na na na boo boo, Waid!
Technology has made it easier to send my work to the editors, the publishers and others. It has allowed me to do research easier and faster. It has allowed me to connect with my readers to a greater extent than ever before and involves less danger than showing up at their homes without warning.
Technology has only changed my reading habits in that it’s easier for me to order stuff I want. I do have a Kindle and am dabbling in reading books on that device, but I haven’t really started reading comics on it. That will surely come.
Greater access to material and communication with creators and fans is the most exciting technological developments for me. Facebook is my jam.
If you’ve been reading this bloggy thing of mine and following my Facebook page, you know how I promote my work. Publishers promoting my work is a mixed bag, but some of the publisher-driven promotion of my work has been excellent. I think a creator needs both. I also think promotion is a crap shoot. Sometimes it resonates with fans, sometimes it doesn’t, sometimes it blows up in your face.
My panel equivalents of my above comments were almost certainly not as well-spoken. Someone should follow me around conventions just to transcribe my panels.
After the convention closed on Friday, Eddie and I headed back to the hotel. We had dinner plans with Scott Shaw. While we waited for Scott, I got to sit down for a bit with Bill Dever of the B Movie Nation website and say “hi” to the legendary Lloyd Kaufman of Troma Studios fame. Lloyd is a great guy - we met through our mutual pal Jim Salicrup - and I always enjoying talking with him. Alas, I kept missing him throughout the rest of the convention.
Scott, Eddie and I ate at the hotel’s 1913 Restaurant, though our meals came from the menu of the hotel’s Severin Bar. The food was good and as expensive as you would expect from a four-star hotel. But the conversation was a bargain as Scott and I talked about so many people and events from our careers and Eddie, trooper that he always is, pretty much managed to keep up with us.
Our hostess was a beautiful young woman who looked a lot like the young Shari Belafonte. Scott knew Ms. Belafonte when she worked as the receptionist at Hanna-Barbera Productions before launching her own show business career. When he mentioned the resemblance to our hostess, the young lady didn’t know who Belafonte was. But, after she did a search for the singer and actress on her phone, she came back to our table to tell Scott she was flattered.
For breakfast, we went to the Steak and Shake that was a short walk from our hotel. On last year’s visit, I ate breakfast there every day. Open all day every day, the restaurant offers good food at the most reasonable prices in downtown Indianapolis. But those were only my second and third reasons for going there.
My main reason for eating at Steak N Shake every morning was Donna, the happiest woman in all of Indianapolis. She’s like this ball of sunshine in human form. Her smile lights up the place. Seeing her and being waited on by her is a great way to start your convention day. Which is what Eddie and I would do every day of the convention..
After breakfast, we went to our car, which we had parked in a lot about two blocks from our hotel. We drove to the Indiana Convention Center where we were greeting by the same asshole who gave me grief last year. Here’s what I wrote about him then:
Digression. Almost everybody in Indianapolis was great to me, but there was one major asshole. He was the attendant for the parking lot behind the convention hall. He decided it would be hilarious to tell the guy from Ohio that there was no convention at the center. Because you know the guy who’s been on the road for five hours is going to think that’s a hoot and a half. When I suggested he call his supervisor, he finally admitted he was having me on. I smiled, more out of exhaustion than anything else, and was directed to the unloading area. Ha. Ha. Ha.
This year, the man wasn’t working alone and I’m guessing the other guy was his supervisor. We were given a pass allowing us to park at the loading docks for 30 minutes, which was barely sufficient time for us to check in to the convention, unload the seven boxes we’d brought to the show, get them to our table in Artist Alley and then return our car to our parking garage. I suspect the exhibitors with more elaborate setups took two or three times as long to get their stuff onto the event floor.
Don’t mistake my comments as any kind of slam against Indy Pop Con, which is one of the best and best-run conventions I’ve attended in the past decade. It’s a slam against a convention center staffed by minor functionaries who either don’t understand the needs of those exhibiting at an event or don’t care or simply like throwing their little bit of power around. We’d run into this again on Sunday, but I’ll talk about that in a couple days. For now, let’s get back to Indy Pop Con, which was a delight from start to finish.
Indy Pop Con was huge. The main exhibit hall included Artists Alley as well areas for free autographs, photo ops, indie games, virtual reality demos, robot battles, open board gaming, a cosplay alley, the Internet. There were many vendors of new and old comics, anime, manga, clothing and more. Eddie and I bought quite a bit of stuff, though I managed to confine my purchases to comics by creators who were on the “Making Comics That Get Read” panel with me. That and the occasional convention hot dog (tasty) or slice of pizza (not so much). Don’t worry. We had terrific meals Friday night and Saturday night. Expensive but terrific.
Beyond the main hall, there was an Invasion Wrestling Hall and the FlixFling Main Stage. The latter was were certain large attendance panels were held. I assume the latter was where fans wrestled alien warriors. Dibs on Gamora.
Also beyond the main hall, there were panel rooms, workshop rooms, film rooms, a cosplay lounge, a cosplay workshop, a cosplay garden for photo shoots and a press room that doubled as an “after hours” gaming room. The press room was comfortable and quiet. It came in handy for me as I interviewed at least three times by podcasters and others. As these go online, I’ll link to them.
For example...Ryan Walsh of Comic Carnival interviewed myself, Joe Rubinstein and Mark Waid, asking each of us more or less the same questions at different times. I think it’s a pretty good piece and you can read it here.
Outside the convention center, other gaming and movie events were held at GFUEL Esports Pavilion, located across the street from the convention center. It was a large and loud facility. I didn’t visit for a long, but the gamers and other fans there were have a great time. Indy Pop Con truly rocks its “big tent” concept.
My Artist Alley table was next to my old friend Scott Shaw’s table, so we got to talk frequently when Scott wasn’t busy with his well-deserved legion of fans. Across from me were special effects wizard Lynette Eklund, season 7 Face Off finalist Cig Neutron and Punch It Graphics, which creates sci-fi and fantasy wall art. Down that row a bit was comics artist Scott Rosema, another old pal who I hope to work with in the future.
Artist Steve Rude and writer Mike Baron were elsewhere in the hall. I love chatting with Steve, who is insatiable in his lust for tales of the Marvel Bullpen of the 1970s. Steve is currently producing a big beautiful edition of Nexus that has to be seen to be believed. I’m devoting an entire bloggy thing to it in the near future. The edition is almost bigger than me and a hundred times more stunning. While you’re waiting for my article on it, visit Steve’s website. You will be amazed.
There were 29 panels scheduled for Friday, 14 fan films scheduled to be screened and events at the GFUEL Esports Pavilion, including a midnight screening of Return to Nuke ‘Em High. The Pavilion is a converted ice hockey rink with over 200 PCs and gaming consoles for the fans. As I’ve said, gaming isn’t my thing, but I was mightily impressed by its presence at Indy Pop Con.
The “Making Comics That Get Read” panel roster was Mark Waid (who you must know and, if you don’t, you don’t know one of the finest comics writers of the past few decades), Lee Cherolis (artist and creator of Little Guardians), Jackie Crofts (artist of Nutmeg) and Brian Wyrick (co-creator and publisher of Henchmen). Prior to the panel, Wyrick had provided several questions:
In general, what goes into making a comic book - how big are your teams, and what are their roles?
Retailers - how many new titles come across your desk as a buyer each month? How many of those do you stock and how do you decide?
As creators & retailers, where has technology had an impact on your work & your business? Has it changed your own reading habits?
What is the most exciting development you’ve seen in comics technology recently?
We have a wide range of creators on the panel - how do you promote your work, and how is it promoted by your publishers? Retailers how does that promotion impact you. What works and what does not?
I wish I had a transcript of this panel because really smart stuff was said by everyone other than me. Trying to remember my answers as best I can:
A singular vision is vital to making a great comic book. A creative team should be as big as necessary and no bigger. Multiple editors are not, to my mind, a good thing.
I praised Godzilla that I am no longer a comics retailer. I would go mad and out of business in two months if I had to go through the 600-plus-page Previews catalog and try to figure out what to carry in my store. My friend Mark took this as my gloating because I was no longer a retailer. Which is absurd. No. Not really. Na na na boo boo, Waid!
Technology has made it easier to send my work to the editors, the publishers and others. It has allowed me to do research easier and faster. It has allowed me to connect with my readers to a greater extent than ever before and involves less danger than showing up at their homes without warning.
Technology has only changed my reading habits in that it’s easier for me to order stuff I want. I do have a Kindle and am dabbling in reading books on that device, but I haven’t really started reading comics on it. That will surely come.
Greater access to material and communication with creators and fans is the most exciting technological developments for me. Facebook is my jam.
If you’ve been reading this bloggy thing of mine and following my Facebook page, you know how I promote my work. Publishers promoting my work is a mixed bag, but some of the publisher-driven promotion of my work has been excellent. I think a creator needs both. I also think promotion is a crap shoot. Sometimes it resonates with fans, sometimes it doesn’t, sometimes it blows up in your face.
My panel equivalents of my above comments were almost certainly not as well-spoken. Someone should follow me around conventions just to transcribe my panels.
After the convention closed on Friday, Eddie and I headed back to the hotel. We had dinner plans with Scott Shaw. While we waited for Scott, I got to sit down for a bit with Bill Dever of the B Movie Nation website and say “hi” to the legendary Lloyd Kaufman of Troma Studios fame. Lloyd is a great guy - we met through our mutual pal Jim Salicrup - and I always enjoying talking with him. Alas, I kept missing him throughout the rest of the convention.
Scott, Eddie and I ate at the hotel’s 1913 Restaurant, though our meals came from the menu of the hotel’s Severin Bar. The food was good and as expensive as you would expect from a four-star hotel. But the conversation was a bargain as Scott and I talked about so many people and events from our careers and Eddie, trooper that he always is, pretty much managed to keep up with us.
Our hostess was a beautiful young woman who looked a lot like the young Shari Belafonte. Scott knew Ms. Belafonte when she worked as the receptionist at Hanna-Barbera Productions before launching her own show business career. When he mentioned the resemblance to our hostess, the young lady didn’t know who Belafonte was. But, after she did a search for the singer and actress on her phone, she came back to our table to tell Scott she was flattered.
On that future trivia question answer, we all decided to call it a night. Saturday would be the busiest day of the convention. A good night’s sleep seemed mandatory.
I’ll be back tomorrow to continue this Indy Pop Con report. I hope you’ll be back, too.
© 2016 Tony Isabella
Monday, July 4, 2016
TONY'S TIPS #163
This week in TONY'S TIPS at Tales of Wonder...Stephen King's End of Watch, the finale of the Bill Hodges trilogy; Wonder Woman: Earth One Volume One by Grant Morrison with artist Yanick Paquette; and, edited by Liesa Mignogna, Last Night, a Superhero Saved My Life: Neil Gaiman!! Jodi Picoult!! Brad Meltzer!!…and an All-Star Roster on the Caped Crusaders That Changed Their Lives!
INDY POP CON 2016: PART ONE
Indy Pop Con 2016 took place at the Indiana Convention Center from Friday, June 17 to Sunday, June 19. It was my second appearance at that wonderful melting pot of a convention, a delicious buffet of pop culture. Comics, cosplay, gaming, anime, movies and TV, art and music, fantasy and science fiction, and even the Internet in all of its geeky splendor. The show had a large and varied guest list with an events schedule and vendors area to match.
My son Eddie came with me on this trip. We wanted to leave Medina as early as possible, but Ed had to put in some time at work - He’s a projects manager for an engineering company - before we could hit the road. I had our car loaded and ready to go, but we weren’t able to leave Medina until around 2 pm on Thursday afternoon.
The drive from Medina to Indianapolis is approximately four-and-a-half hours. With occasional heavy traffic and inclement weather, we never expected to reach the convention center in time to bring my show stuff to my table. Our goal was to reach our hotel in time to check in, find a good bar/restaurant and settle in to watch Game 6 of the NBA finals. Our Cleveland Cavaliers were playing the Golden State Warriors. The Warriors were ahead in the series 3-2, so this was a must-win game for our team.
Despite my interest in the Cavaliers, the Ohio State University football team and, occasionally, baseball’s Cleveland Indians, I’m not a huge sports fan. Likewise, I’m not a huge fan of a great deal of current music, movies and other entertainments. I don’t hang out at bars, casinos, churches, malls, etc. I don’t camp, fish, hunt or shoot. But...
I know something about all of the above. I know enough to steer me in the right research direction if my stories require I know more than I already know. I read two newspapers a day, The New Yorker, and several news/opinion/entertainment sites. I don’t have the kind of memory that remembers everything I experience or read. I have a basic retention that serves me well enough to get me started when I am researching or writing a story.
There are comics fans and professionals who eschew sports and other general popular entertainments in favor of a steady diet of fantasy and nothing but. I can understand that. The real world can be a difficult place. It can often be a horrible place. Regardless, it’s where we live. To me, knowing about and experiencing it makes our art better. This has been one of two long-winded digressions I’ll be inflicting on you in today’s bloggy thing.
My son Eddie came with me on this trip. We wanted to leave Medina as early as possible, but Ed had to put in some time at work - He’s a projects manager for an engineering company - before we could hit the road. I had our car loaded and ready to go, but we weren’t able to leave Medina until around 2 pm on Thursday afternoon.
The drive from Medina to Indianapolis is approximately four-and-a-half hours. With occasional heavy traffic and inclement weather, we never expected to reach the convention center in time to bring my show stuff to my table. Our goal was to reach our hotel in time to check in, find a good bar/restaurant and settle in to watch Game 6 of the NBA finals. Our Cleveland Cavaliers were playing the Golden State Warriors. The Warriors were ahead in the series 3-2, so this was a must-win game for our team.
Despite my interest in the Cavaliers, the Ohio State University football team and, occasionally, baseball’s Cleveland Indians, I’m not a huge sports fan. Likewise, I’m not a huge fan of a great deal of current music, movies and other entertainments. I don’t hang out at bars, casinos, churches, malls, etc. I don’t camp, fish, hunt or shoot. But...
I know something about all of the above. I know enough to steer me in the right research direction if my stories require I know more than I already know. I read two newspapers a day, The New Yorker, and several news/opinion/entertainment sites. I don’t have the kind of memory that remembers everything I experience or read. I have a basic retention that serves me well enough to get me started when I am researching or writing a story.
There are comics fans and professionals who eschew sports and other general popular entertainments in favor of a steady diet of fantasy and nothing but. I can understand that. The real world can be a difficult place. It can often be a horrible place. Regardless, it’s where we live. To me, knowing about and experiencing it makes our art better. This has been one of two long-winded digressions I’ll be inflicting on you in today’s bloggy thing.
The convention had booked me into The Omni Severin on West Jackson. When I called asking for a room with two beds, the hotel was quick to accommodate my request. The hotel chain describes the Omni as a four-star hotel, which is a wee bit of an exaggeration, but nothing to be concerned about. It’s a very nice older building with a good bar and a nice restaurant. Our room might have been just a touch on the small size, but it was clean and comfortable. I’d stay at this hotel again.
The biggest plus of the hotel is how central it is to many things. It was a block away from the Indiana Convention Center. There are dozens of good restaurants within walking distance, as well as the spiffy Circle Centre Mall, Lucas Oil Stadium, and other emporiums of sport. If you’ve no need to travel during your stay, you could leave your car in the parking lot and stroll almost any place that you wanted to go.
The biggest minus of the hotel. No parking lot and a charge of $38 per day for the valet parking. After we unloaded our luggage, Eddie drove two blocks to another lot that charged $22 per day.
While Eddie was moving the car, I checked in and a bellman brought our luggage to our room. Nice older guy, probably just a few years younger than me. He asked where we were from and, when I told him Medina, Ohio, he said he know the place well. I figured he was just blowing smoke up my ass. However, in his previous jobs, he would travel to our neck of the woods. He really did know Medina.
Eddie and I walked to the Rock Bottom Brewery on West Washington to eat and watch the sixth game of the NBA finals. On previous visits to Indianapolis for Ohio State football games, Eddie and his pals had hung out at this bar/restaurant and liked it a lot. His choice was right on the money. Excellent freshly-made food and a variety of terrific beers from the working brewery.
The game? With the Cavaliers beating the Warriors 115-101, it was a fun and exciting game to watch. The best moment for me was seeing Steph Curry foul his way out of the game. Just like the Cleveland fans watching the game at the home court, the other Cavaliers fans in the Brewery started singing “Na na na na...na na na na...hey hey hey...goodbye” as Curry threw his little hissy fit and mouthpiece before heading to the locker room.
Curry is a tremendous athlete, one of the best basketball players of our time. But he is not yet one of the best basketball players of all time. I find his smirk off-putting. That said, he’s a wonder on the court and, by all accounts, a good man. However, even though Curry had a great game, he couldn’t control his emotions whenever calls didn’t go his way. I’d like to think he will learn from this season’s defeat, that he will gain some maturity and that he will someday be recognized as one of the best players of all time. Maybe not at a LeBron James “one of the best players of all time” level, but high up there.
After the game and back at our hotel, we watched a press conference with Warriors coach Steve Kerr, who paid around $25,000 to talk nonsense. Kerr was complaining about the fouls called on Curry. I can relate to that. Officials can and do make bad calls in every sport known to man. It’s the bad luck of the draw if it’s your team that gets hit with those bad calls. I might not and don’t agree with Kerr’s assessment of those foul calls, but I can certainly understand his frustration at those calls. However...
Kerr lost me completely when he claimed officials shouldn’t call fouls on the league’s most valuable player. Excuse me?
Curry is, as noted above, one of the best basketball players of our time. He is highly athletic and skilled. Why should he, in addition to his tremendous talents, get a free pass from the officials when he commits fouls? An outstanding player shouldn’t need to have the deck stacked in his favor.
Eddie disagrees with me on this. He believes you should not remove star players from the floor because those are the players the fans have come to see. But if star players are given those calls simply because they are star players then we might as well start putting asterisks next to every accomplishment, every game, every record. In sports as in life, a level playing field is essential to basic fairness. That was the second digression I warned you about.
Those of you whose eyes glazed over when you realized I was writing about sports today can relax. Tomorrow’s bloggy thing will be all about the convention. See you then.
© 2016 Tony Isabella
Sunday, July 3, 2016
THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY (June 2016)
It seems like a long while since I’ve written one of these bloggy things of mine, but that’s mostly because events happen so fast in our world and with such devastating consequences. We live in a time when we are challenged daily by evil people. Some of them are open terrorists and criminals. Some of them are the Republican candidate for President and those who would abandon all morality and reason in supporting him. As much as I pray we can - and, if I have what you would recognize as faith, it’s faith in my fellow men and women and in the eventual triumph of good over evil - I sometimes wonder if we will prove up to the challenges we face.
In past months, I have alternated between two daily features on my Facebook page and on Twitter. One month I would post items from “My Other Bucket List,” things I strive for or want to accomplish outside my creative goals, and “Things That Piss Me Off,” which is sorta self-explanatory. However, challenging times demand I seek the light on a daily basis.
I have started posting and will continue to post a daily addition to the long list of “Things That Make Me Happy.” Which is also self-explanatory.
Here are the “Things That Make Me Happy” from June...
June 1: Justice League Unlimited and the comic book based on that most wonderful of animated shows.
July 2: Stan Sakai’s Usagi Yojimbo. I’m rereading the entire run in those big collections from Fantagraphics and Dark Horse. I read a story a day, so I know I’m going to read at least one great comics story every day.
July 3: Monthly lunch with Herd brothers Bob Ingersoll, Roger Price and Thom Zahler at On Tap in Medina. Great company, good food, good prices. Though I wish our distant Herd brothers and sisters could join us, they should know we’re thinking of them.
July 4: Comic-book references from President Obama and members of the Supreme Court. What would make me happier is if our President established an annual comics medal for outstanding service to our American comics art form. The first one should go to March by John Lewis, Andrew Aydin and Nate Powell.
July 5: Godzilla. I could never compute all the happy hours I have spent watching the movies and the cartoons, and reading the comic books. Time well spent.
June 6: Lucy Knisley. This cartoonist is an American treasure. If you need proof of that, check out Something New, her newest work.
June 7: Black Lightning. I am humbled by the love and respect shown my creation. I will always strive to be worthy of that love and respect.
June 8: Mark Evanier. My friend of nearly half a century is one of the best writers and finest people I have ever known.
June 9: Facebook. I figured it for a useful promotional tool. Never dreamed it’d become my favorite online port of call. Thanks to my roughly 5000 friends for making it so.
June 10: The Simpsons on FXX. Even when I’m too tired to channel-surf properly, there’s laughs to be had with Homer and his family.
June 11: Doctor Who. I’m years behind watching the TV show and way behind reading the comic. Even so, I just plain love the Doctor and hope to start catching up with him soon.
June 12: Early morning trip to the grocery store. Pleasant people singing along to the music. Calling all angels, indeed.
June 13: That I still have hope for the future.
June 14: Valiant Comics. Their intricate universe can be daunting, but they do an excellent job of making their comics accessible to new readers.
June 15: Ryan Ottley’s Grizzly Shark. Big dumb fun. Trust me here. I’m the guy who has ordered both Shark Exorcist and Sharkenstein.
June 16: Watching Game 6 of the NBA finals with my son Eddie at the Rock Bottom Brewery in Indianapolis.
June 17: Spending time with my old friend Scott Shaw. It’s a joy I haven’t experienced in way too many years.
June 18: Hanging out at the hotel bar with much younger than me comics people Christina Blanch, Lee Cherolis, Jackie Crofts, Brian Wyrick and others. I don’t know if they get anything out of it, but such times keep me engaged and keep me feeling young.
June 19: Indy Pop Con. I love this Big Tent event that includes so many diverse fandoms. I love meeting a potential new audience for my own work.
June 20: Cleveland Cavaliers. History-making 2016 NBA champ. LeBron James named MVP of the finals. It’s been 52 years coming and, damn, does it feel good.
June 21: Cosplay. Whether the cosplayer wears an intricate outfit or a more modest effort, they make cons that much more fun.
June 22: Cleveland’s peaceful celebration of the Cavaliers winning the NBA championship. On Sunday night, there were only five arrests at the downtown celebration. I hope we do even better for today’s victory parade.
June 23: End of Watch by Stephen King. A thrilling and satisfying conclusion to the Bill Hodges trilogy. Well done, sir, well done.
June 24: Seeing some of my favorite garage sale customers for the first time since 2014. I missed you.
June 25: Bill Dever’s B-Movie Nation with its thousands of B-movie articles. I visit it daily and so should you. You can find it here.
June 26: My son Eddie. He’s a capable, caring, hard-working grown-ass man. I love when he comes to conventions with me.
June 27: American Kaiju in Marvel’s New Avengers. Gamma rays and other pseudo-science stuff turn a man into a patriotic Godzilla wannabe. It’s like they wrote this just for me.
June 28: Lambiek Comiclopedia. It’s a wonderful source for info on artists from around the world. Visit it here.
June 29: Getting up in the morning ready to hit the keyboard and do my writing thing.
June 30: Three young boys and their mom waiting for the library to open. When the doors open, they excitedly chant “Library! Library!”
I hope my little shout-outs brought smiles to your faces. I’ll be back tomorrow with more stuff.
© 2016 Tony Isabella
In past months, I have alternated between two daily features on my Facebook page and on Twitter. One month I would post items from “My Other Bucket List,” things I strive for or want to accomplish outside my creative goals, and “Things That Piss Me Off,” which is sorta self-explanatory. However, challenging times demand I seek the light on a daily basis.
I have started posting and will continue to post a daily addition to the long list of “Things That Make Me Happy.” Which is also self-explanatory.
Here are the “Things That Make Me Happy” from June...
June 1: Justice League Unlimited and the comic book based on that most wonderful of animated shows.
July 2: Stan Sakai’s Usagi Yojimbo. I’m rereading the entire run in those big collections from Fantagraphics and Dark Horse. I read a story a day, so I know I’m going to read at least one great comics story every day.
July 3: Monthly lunch with Herd brothers Bob Ingersoll, Roger Price and Thom Zahler at On Tap in Medina. Great company, good food, good prices. Though I wish our distant Herd brothers and sisters could join us, they should know we’re thinking of them.
July 4: Comic-book references from President Obama and members of the Supreme Court. What would make me happier is if our President established an annual comics medal for outstanding service to our American comics art form. The first one should go to March by John Lewis, Andrew Aydin and Nate Powell.
July 5: Godzilla. I could never compute all the happy hours I have spent watching the movies and the cartoons, and reading the comic books. Time well spent.
June 6: Lucy Knisley. This cartoonist is an American treasure. If you need proof of that, check out Something New, her newest work.
June 7: Black Lightning. I am humbled by the love and respect shown my creation. I will always strive to be worthy of that love and respect.
June 8: Mark Evanier. My friend of nearly half a century is one of the best writers and finest people I have ever known.
June 9: Facebook. I figured it for a useful promotional tool. Never dreamed it’d become my favorite online port of call. Thanks to my roughly 5000 friends for making it so.
June 10: The Simpsons on FXX. Even when I’m too tired to channel-surf properly, there’s laughs to be had with Homer and his family.
June 11: Doctor Who. I’m years behind watching the TV show and way behind reading the comic. Even so, I just plain love the Doctor and hope to start catching up with him soon.
June 12: Early morning trip to the grocery store. Pleasant people singing along to the music. Calling all angels, indeed.
June 13: That I still have hope for the future.
June 14: Valiant Comics. Their intricate universe can be daunting, but they do an excellent job of making their comics accessible to new readers.
June 15: Ryan Ottley’s Grizzly Shark. Big dumb fun. Trust me here. I’m the guy who has ordered both Shark Exorcist and Sharkenstein.
June 16: Watching Game 6 of the NBA finals with my son Eddie at the Rock Bottom Brewery in Indianapolis.
June 17: Spending time with my old friend Scott Shaw. It’s a joy I haven’t experienced in way too many years.
June 18: Hanging out at the hotel bar with much younger than me comics people Christina Blanch, Lee Cherolis, Jackie Crofts, Brian Wyrick and others. I don’t know if they get anything out of it, but such times keep me engaged and keep me feeling young.
June 19: Indy Pop Con. I love this Big Tent event that includes so many diverse fandoms. I love meeting a potential new audience for my own work.
June 20: Cleveland Cavaliers. History-making 2016 NBA champ. LeBron James named MVP of the finals. It’s been 52 years coming and, damn, does it feel good.
June 21: Cosplay. Whether the cosplayer wears an intricate outfit or a more modest effort, they make cons that much more fun.
June 22: Cleveland’s peaceful celebration of the Cavaliers winning the NBA championship. On Sunday night, there were only five arrests at the downtown celebration. I hope we do even better for today’s victory parade.
June 23: End of Watch by Stephen King. A thrilling and satisfying conclusion to the Bill Hodges trilogy. Well done, sir, well done.
June 24: Seeing some of my favorite garage sale customers for the first time since 2014. I missed you.
June 25: Bill Dever’s B-Movie Nation with its thousands of B-movie articles. I visit it daily and so should you. You can find it here.
June 26: My son Eddie. He’s a capable, caring, hard-working grown-ass man. I love when he comes to conventions with me.
June 27: American Kaiju in Marvel’s New Avengers. Gamma rays and other pseudo-science stuff turn a man into a patriotic Godzilla wannabe. It’s like they wrote this just for me.
June 28: Lambiek Comiclopedia. It’s a wonderful source for info on artists from around the world. Visit it here.
June 29: Getting up in the morning ready to hit the keyboard and do my writing thing.
June 30: Three young boys and their mom waiting for the library to open. When the doors open, they excitedly chant “Library! Library!”
I hope my little shout-outs brought smiles to your faces. I’ll be back tomorrow with more stuff.
© 2016 Tony Isabella
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