Further Adventures

Whew! Well, it's a few days later and I'm just coming down off the buzz that was Wondercon. Seriously, if you dig something, you owe it to yourself to go hang out sometime in a huge room of people who dig that thing too. I imagine it's the same at gun shows. "You like guns!" "I love guns!" "Me too!"

The gorgeous poster above was something I had to pass up; it was 500 smackers in a frame and 300 without. I absolutely love it. Star Wars meets Art Nouveau -- I've been geeking out on the Martian Tales of Edgar Rice Burroughs recently, and this poster perfectly captures the gushingly romantic fantasy vibe of the early 20th century from which those books spring. Mmm. I don't even have the wall space to put it on.

And here we see the mighty haul, decked out nice on I'mnotMarc's dining room table. Right in the center is the first acquisition made by any of us: a big glossy pic of the terrifying Zuni Warrior doll that I'mnotMarc got for me as part of an ongoing joke. If you want in on it, read this and then this. Next to the glossy is my Pac-Man wrist band, which I'mnotMarc got as a unifying wardrobe detail for the group (because only half of us sported Horrorthon t-shirts).

And speaking of t-shirts, here's one of the two I got at the Firefly/Serenity booth. It's not from the show itself; it was designed by the leader of the SF chapter of the Browncoats, which is what Firefly fans call themselves. As a fan group, the Browncoats are small and fierce, like a wolverine or a pissed-off weasel. They were totally friendly to me, though. The Chinese characters say "brown coat." You can also see the Kubrick Death Star Droid in the upper left corner. I forgot to take a better picture of him.

Fruity Oaty Bar! This image comes straight from the movie Serenity, in which a TV commercial for this product features indirectly in the plot. On the back is a picture of a cartoon octopus and the words "Not Mandatory!"

Not extremely recognizable here is Aquaman, wearing some kind of healing armor. Finally he looks cool.

These two doodads were my first purchase; I'm pretty sure they're both masks from Hellboy action figures I have no interest in owning.

The couple hawking the masks also had this charming box of projectiles to dig though, but I've got all the projectiles I need.

More Pac-Man goodies, a Boba Fett figure based on his appearance in original concept artwork, and a jawa + droid two-pack featuring the goofiest droid ever to grace the Star Wars universe.

In the never-ending quest to maintain my collection of astromech droids (R2-D2 type droids, that is), I picked up the charmingly pink R2-KT and the concept versions of the world's most famous robot pair. Julie called the concept R2 "the PC version."

The best surprise of the con was how many Lego Star Wars figs were kicking around. I've never seen anything like it. Amusingly enough, the Bespin Guard is one of my faves. What's funny about that is that the latecomer "Black Bespin" action figure is considered* the lamest old-school SW figure ever. Not because he's black, but because they'd already made a white guy Bespin Guard and it seemed foolish.

And a couple customized guns that fit in Lego guys' hands. Bweeyooo!! Bweeyooo!!

*To me and JPX