In related news, I’ll be at Dragon*Con again this year handing out Plucky swag and shotgunning RedBull because THERE IS NO TIME FOR SLEEPING THERE IS ONLY TIME FOR NERDING. I may occasionally take a nap under Drew and Twisty Blank’s feet, so if you can’t find me wide-eyed and slack-jawed anywhere else at the con just walk up to HEROSQUARES table in the artists’ alley with a bag of Twizzlers. Twizzlers have a distinct, albeit faint odor and the plastic bag makes a specific sound when you open it. That should be enough to coax me from my hidey-hole even after 8-10 consecutive hours of sensory overload.
If I don’t get my picture taken with Alice Cooper at Dragon*Con this year I don’t know if mom will ever let me back in the house. I know this. For certain.