Yesterday I, as well as my very beautiful girlfriend and her best friend went to Lilac City Comic-con dressed as ourselves. I got to see the full extent of the contents of my childhood closet, in that, I had a lot of damn toys. It was interesting to see the new old Star Wars toys next to the old old ones. And of course there were the new new ones.
It seems that the comics scene out here is alive and well. I kind of expected a little bit more role playing shit. For example, why could I not find a wizard's hat or a reasonable facsimile thereof? These are questions I ask myself. Not because I want to look like a wizard.
It's because on Wednesdays, I am a wizard.
That was the perfect segue into the second part of the blog: the part whereupon I shall discuss coolness in general. Most of you reading this now, are biased against anything that follows, because I just intentionally shot myself in the foot for your entertainment. I want the concepts duking it out in your head like Rock em Sock em Robots. Yeah, bitch, that's right.
Coolness is relative. Go figure. What's cool for a schmecker probably ain't cool for the dude playing Bey Blade or the guy watching The Irresponsible Captain Tylor. What I'm trying to get at is that I can't do anything cool anymore without it being catered to hipsters, whom I find to be different beasts entirely: usually characterized as semi-affluent whites trying too hard or trying too hard not to seem like they're trying too hard.
On the other end of this dial we got the crustpunks and the tweaker gutter rats. And they got their own idea of cool. They are almost impossible to tell from actual homeless people. Usually the only way you can tell the difference is whether they're carrying house keys or not. What's depressing is how many of these are young kids, growing up on the street idolizing drug dealers and train-less hoboes. Hopefully at least some of those kids figure out what's cool and what's not before it's too late.
Pictured: A. A. Manzoni & the Lovely Sophia at Unifest
Last night, after we went to Comiccon we headed on over to UniFest, which was quite obviously the coolest thing going on in town at that moment. It was over at the old cracker factory on W. Pacific Avenue in a very hoboey part of town near one of the main scenes of my book where Francis…oh, I don't want to spoil it for you. Anyway, this was a very cool event with cool vendors and purveyors of free trade & locally made sundries. I was at that very same building about a year ago for one of the Terrain events and that was huge. Three floors of the place was open for that event.
I was kind of disappointed this one was only held on the one. Whatever, though.
The first things I noticed were the cool dome and the girls dancing with flaming batons and hole hoops. I thought that was very cool. Cooler still since I had a great buzz going compliments of some top-shelf legal cannabis named Berry 1 we picked up at Cinder on the way over.
“Are we cool enough yet?”
We had very cool hot dogs at Nick's Shameless Sausage, a gourmet hot dog stand I'd only seen one time before at Artfest last year. If you ever see these guys, I'd definitely buy one. They're not cheap. But they're awesome. Otherwise, for gourmet dogs you're gonna have to goto Wild Dawgs which is over by the S.T.A. station on Wall.
Anyway, we saw a rock band called Adventure that reminded me of Huey Lewis and the News and I had some craft beer. We stayed until the parking meter began to run out. And it occurred to me that it felt like the 80s in there: up hairstyles, rock music mixed with dance and electronic with a hint of disco, white people wearing sunglasses at night on cocaine.
Before we left we went down to the dance pit outside and danced until the DJ's playlist violently cut out three times in a row. That was it. We went back to my apartment, lit up and the ladies made models for our Pathfinder game while I played electric guitar. That's right, we're going to make molds of 'em and cast em in resin.
That sounds pretty cool to me.
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