So look out for me at further cons and all that goodness!
But basically my weekend started like this, we got up rather early Friday morning, took my son to school.
Packed my bags and conspired with my cousin and my best friend on when we would leave. My ex showed up around 2:15 to get my son for the weekend. (JOY) lol.
From there we left around 3pm, and drove the 4 hours or so to Miami, some of the highlights of the actual road trip included stopping for a restroom break at a place called "Yee Haw Junction" (I kid you not). While here we were propositioned by what had to be a serial killer for a ride, his direction "Down That road, right there" pointing to a dark dirt road. We denied his request.
once we entered Miami around 8:30 pm, we realize that we were given the wrong address by our convention coordinator,
as we ended up in the ghetto.The ghetto, for all purposes was an adventure. First of all there was a legless, wheelchair driven man who I swear was a zombie. A tit-less crack whore, who was knocking at our window with a plastic cup, begging for cash. We did not roll down any windows.
She then turned and rushed to a incognito, drug dealer who was hiding behind a light pole (I am not making this up).
We witnessed at least 3 drug deals, and a possible shanking before we exited back onto the highway. lol
Once we realized we were looking for an Avenue and not a Street, we followed the GPS to our exit, as we were exiting some guy was standing in the middle of the exit ramp waving his hands, screaming for us to stop. NOPE! lol
We eventually made it to The "Dubba Tree" and escaped to the convention as we were already late as could be for our panel.
The show went off without a hitch and we retreated to our rooms for the evening. My Girlfriend and I met up with our roomies for the weekend and they were awesome and I believe we made some really good friends in them.
Day 1/Night 2...
Day 1 we slept in till around 1pm, showed up to the floor and started to mingle, I made a large amount of contacts and did well at our booth gaining support from attendees. Was asked to be in night 2's panel and agreed. During day 1, I managed to pick up an awesome "Batman Villains Playing Poker (Ala Dogs Playing Poker) by an artist from the Tampa area named Austin Janowsky (please visit him here [link]). It was well worth the price and I still feel was a steal. Enjoyed some leisure time talking to attendees and met David X. Cohen and Phil Lemar who was staying on the same floor as us and seemed to really enjoy the motel Elevator as everyone in our room encountered him there lol.
We ended up traveling to a Wal-Mart to pick up some stuff and our GPS led us to a non existent one. So we then had to back track about 2 miles to find another one. NO ONE IN MIAMI SPEAKS ENGLISH lol. It was quite a fun time though.
Around 9:45 the show started and it was a blast and we had close to about 500 attendees there to take notice. Fun Times for all.
Afterward we retreated to an after party and around 11pm made our way back to our room. My cousin, Best Friend and our roomie Marco left to go to a pool party around midnight. Leaving myself, my girlfriend Brandy and Maygin our 2nd roomie to chill. (Making me the only guy in the room), here is the fun part.
3:30 AM!
KNOCK,KNOCK,KNOCK!!!
Some lady was beating at our door screaming "He's trying to kill me"
We open the door and she runs frantically into our closet. My girlfriend closes the door and her and Maygin try to calm her down and figure out what is going on. I am still in bed, cause I had thought it was one of Maygin's friends and her and her boyfriend had, had a drunken fight. She then said her husband was choking her and hitting her etc. So I just told the girls to call security. Then it came, beating at the door and loud yells from psycho hubby abuser. Now I am not a small, weak guy. I grew up in a rough spot and can handle myself well, I also don't condone hitting women for any reason. So I got up, went to the door and this is the best I can summarize it up too.
Me: Yes?
him: I need to talk to my wife Please!
(he is wreaking with alcohol)
Me: Not happening bro, she is scared. You need to jet cause we just called security.
him: I'm sorry, I just need to see her, tell her I'm sorry.
BABY, I'M SO SORRY, PLEASE COME TALK TO ME! (He yelled)
Me: Dude, she is scared, let her calm down and she can come find you when she does.
Him: Please baby, don't call the cops.
her: I already did, you choked me.
He attempts to step forward.
Me: one more step and I will drop you bro
him: I'm sorry, I don't want any trouble (with his hands up and backing off)
I attempt to shut the door.
This dumb ass pushes the door into me, hitting me in the fucking head and tries to rush in. I begin to beat the ever living shit out of him and break my left hand in the process. She jets out the door to the elevator which is right across the hall as 3 rather large guys step off.
I think, well here is some help at least...."WRONG!" these pussies stand there and I wrestle this guy to the ground and he slips away as I was wearing socks and slipped on the carpet. They nearly let him get to her, but my girlfriend of all people tackle him. I have to jump up and rush over to get the guy before he can do any harm to her now. All the while the 3 idiots stand there and just watch. Security still hasn't shown and the girl got away in the elevator. The husband now beat up and bloody, (I had his blood all over my fist's, arm and white t shirt) jumps up and takes off wobbling down the hall to the stairs. My Girlfriend and Maygin try to calm me down as I am the type to follow and finish this. I eventually get pissed waiting for security, cause on top of this we locked ourselves out of our room in all the excitement.
I head down to the lobby via elevator, blood on my hands, shirt etc. to meet cops at the lobby. Needless to say that was funny.
WE FINALLY FIND A security guy. And the cops do there thing. My hand is broken, etc. lol yea crazy but pretty funny in hindsight.
We finally get in bed around 5 am.
Day 2/Night 3
So day 2we slept till around noon, got up did our rounds at the convention. My hand was on fire. I had to wrap it up (which it is still wrapped up) Did my last panel appearance and decided to go spend some money. We had planned to leave out for home around 2 pm. As we still had to go an extra hour to pick up my son. I made my ways around after final panel and ended up buying an original Art piece from Manny Aguilera of "The Crow" for my best friend who is a Crow fanatic. (Visit Manny here [link])He also gave me a free piece of art as I recognized his sketch of "Kick-Ass" and apparently no one else had. lol
I also got a handful of trades and comics, (DeadPool greatest Tales, I AM LEGEND, 28 Days Later: Aftermath, and The Forgotten). I picked up another Tommy Castillo piece as I am a huge fan of his. (Visit Tommy at [link]) The piece was a penciled full poster size of Poison Ivy with the Riddler in her trap.
I had planned on buying a Game Or Die shirt, which came with a free 12 sided Dice, with only a "1" on it. Neat little novelty.
But I was intercepted by Sandy and Benny (Convention Directors) and asked to please come with them to the office (uh oh).
Basically was asked all kinds of questions about the fight with "psycho abusive husband guy" filed a report with Hotel Security and was given a million and one apologies, and a bunch of free stuff. Which I am always down for free stuff. Was given free tickets so I am happy about saving money next time lol. Some free t shirts, an amazing lithograph signed by David X. Cohen and Matt Groening.
Finally was able to leave the convention around 3pm ish. Stopped at a McDonalds on the way out and made use of the 35cent sunday hamburger deal and had there amazing crack infused honey tea. lol.
Drove for close to 4 hours home, had my girlfriend go pick up my son as I didn't feel like dealing with my ex's common drama and ended up crashing around 8pm.
So an amazing weekend. Cannot wait till the next convention I attend. Which is looking to be ZonaCon November 19, 2009 ([link])
well that's about it.
Later,
Martin









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R.I.P. Michael Turner
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"Ride hard... Live free!"
I have been developing a story called "Noir" wish I had your talent with shadows lol
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