Fan Expo Canada Bound! (I’m not sure if I’m excited.)

I consider myself a comic geek, although at the age of 35, I have to curb by buying habits to not look like a total asshole.  I have a baby and a wife, so instead of buying the Punisher first appearance, Spiderman Issue #129, I’ll make a home repair or maybe throw some money in my baby daughters starter account.  But on occasion, I do pick up a few issues still hear and there.  I also love sci-fi and Doctor Who.  With being a fan of all these things, one would think that I must attend geek festivals and cons, left and right.  I actually don’t.  At the end of August, I will be heading up to Toronto for “Fan Expo”, the biggest event I will have attended, and also, only the second.
   My first experience at one of these things was at the Niagara Falls Comic-con.  I was pretty excited to go to this event.  There was going to be a few guests that I found interesting, one being Mic Foley (whom I’ve always been a huge fan of) and Cory Feldman (that’s right, Corey Feldman.)  I have gone to see Foley at other wrestling related appearances, so I wasn’t too excited to see him, but it would have been cool to get my “Stand By Me” DVD signed by Corey Feldman.  We arrived on time to this event, where we were surrounded by people in costumes in the parking lot.  It was neat to see.  We then approached the Niagara Falls Convention Center only to find ourselves standing in a gigantic line because the building was at capacity.  This is an absurd notion if you are selling tickets to something.  I was pretty annoyed from the start.  After about an hour, we found ourselves close to the entrance.  Anytime now!  All of a sudden, flocks of nerds started running out of the line at full speed to the other side of the building.  We stood there wondering what had just happened, only caring slightly as we felt that at any moment, we would be inside.  One of the door guys casually came out and said, “Oh hey guys, the line has moved to the other side. We are closing this entrance.”

Looking across the parking lot at the other side of the building, the new line appeared…..even bigger than it was before.  After another hour of standing around, we had finally made it inside.
What to do first!?  A casual stroll was in order to browse the vendors, see some people, etc.  So much is for sale at these things!  I started to see the celebrities set up their tables, and the lines started to form to see them.  Corey Feldman’s line was huge. I immediately gave up on that, and headed over to Foley’s line.  It was reasonable, and I had a copy of his first fictional book, “Tatum Brown” that I wanted to get signed.  I was in line for about 30 minutes, when I was told that it was about $80.00 to get this signed (I could be off a little. but by no more than 10 or 15 bucks.)  Cash only.  Fucking Cash only.  What if you wanted to meet 2 people and buy some comics.  You’re supposed to stroll around with hundreds of dollars cash in your pocket like “Joe Bucks?”  It’s insane!  At this point, I’m determined to accomplish something.  The person behind me offered to hold my place in line so that I could go to the ATM machine around the corner.  I stood there, in line, again….waiting for my turn at the ATM.  The guy in front of me looked as though someone he knew had just died.  Then he filled me in.  The ATM was out of money.  The ATM….was out of money…..

So I quit.  I grabbed the $20.00 in my pocket, bought a Doctor Who shirt and left that shit-hole, never intending on going back for future events.
   Toronto Fan Expo, is supposed to be the real deal.  Huge lineup of guests, one being Patrick Stewart whom I would love to meet.  According to the Internet, the event drew 100,000 people last year.  At the moment, this very moment, I am excited.  I’m sure it will remain that way, up until I realize that Patrick Stewart will want an absurd amount of money, or I get stuck in some gigantic line…..or the ATM runs out of money.  Regardless, I will keep my head up…

I’ll at least walk out with a T-Shirt.

A stop to the falls and finished in Toronto…unharmed.

    Our dinner party went well at Pearl Street.  It couldn’t have been a better choice for us and what we wanted to do.  I should have some pictures from that in a few days.  My step dad took all the shots because I was too busy sucking down beer (thanks, dude).  After dinner Nicole and I headed to Niagara Falls where we had a room overlooking the falls which was a gift from my parents.  The view was really amazing and had a hot tub and a fireplace.  It would be awesome if there was something that you could open to actually hear the falls.

    The next morning we had breakfast and headed to Toronto, a city neither of us had been to in quite some time.  We checked in and immediately wanted to head over to the Hockey Hall of Fame (priorities).  Everything was like ten minutes from our hotel so it was quite convenient.
    The Hall of Fame was pretty cool.  It didn’t have much Sabres stuff, it mostly had exhibits from teams that have achieved things; We got to see the Stanley cup which was super exciting.  Since we are from Buffalo, this is probably the closest we will get…
    They also had cool things for kids and man-kids to do like shoot pucks at a virtual goalie, or block shots from a puck machine.  I totally didn’t want to do it but Nicole made me.  It ended up being sort of fun though.

(Nicole’s Note: Remember when we had Danny Briere and they tried to keep Drury instead?  Where’s Drury?  We all know where Briere is: still LIGHTING IT UP. end rant.)

   The weather in Toronto was very Fall-like.  I was a bit chilly and did not pack correctly.  With the Eaton Center around the corner, it sounded like a good idea to go buy a sweatshirt.  We were able to find a sweatshirt and eat some lunch.  After, we took a stroll around the city and on the way back we noticed that there were about 100 cop cars near the Eaton Center and everything was roped off.  News reporters were all over and hordes of people surrounded the area looking to see what happened.  Apparently in the food court where we were eating, a maniac opened fire killing someone and injuring others.  As of right now, he has not been captured, and this morning the entire block was still roped off.  If only there was an architect present…

Flight takes off in an hour….off to Montreal!

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