"Nevada looks like an angry state. Like it's going to hurt me."
"It looks sharp on one edge!"
I don't talk on the phone much, but sometimes it can be quite fun. I used to talk on the phone constantly in middle school when I was in Taiwan; phone conversations almost completely ceased when I came back to the US and didn't have many people that I felt like talking to for hours on end. Tonight I called up CJ, a friend I made on the Internet that I feel lucky to know, since we were planning to eat lunch. (Lots of my current friends were made on the Internet and they're NOT crazy. I mean, not clinically crazy.) Not only is he cool but he's a New Jersey-er. I know there are cool people in NJ but the only ones I've hung out with lately are Internet friends!
CJ started to randomly talk about the shapes of states. "Texas is ugly. California is nice. Hawaii looks like a bunch of commas." I've never thought about the shapes of states in my life, but now I am. What a revelation...
To completely change the subject, today (technically yesterday) I tabled at the MoCCA Art Festival with Diana, who was accompanied by Josh to sell his comic anthology, Disposable Parts. Last year Diana and I tabled at Otakon together in a similarly clashing-of-artistic-styles fashion, in that she has artistic style and I don't. It's highly amusing. ;)
I display my Poofy wares and did quite well, selling about $300 worth of stuff (then again, I had to spend a lot of money to make it all...let's ignore that for now). I would have liked to have sold more books, but 13 ain't so bad. One buy bought three books and I'd say he was crazy but he also bought some of Diana's prints. So he's not crazy, in fact, he must be VERY VERY COOL. He even bought a Nougart bitterfilms-esque holiday card. Sweet.
There was a great turn out in the sickly humid weather, which was only slightly better inside the building than out. I guess I didn't feel the effects of it since I was standing for hours, but you could see the effects on the harrowed faces of comic lovers, roaming the inside of the Puck Building in search of tasty comic bites and saying things like "My skiiiin is mellllting my innards are so moiiiist"...actually, no one said that as that would've been very creepy and disturbing, but they may have thought it. I dunno.
I met lots of cool people, or a few more than my usual daily life, which is the grand total of zero (you don't meet a lot of people staying home all day though). Saying I'm shy is an understatement but sometimes I can pretend to not be shy. Being shy is a very bad trait to have when you want to sell things, by the way--initiating conversation with people as they pass by feels awkward. But there were a few people who were just really easy to talk to due to similar interests and hobbies. Furthermore, a number of these people were guys, which is strange for me seeing as 99% of my real life friends are female. I thought maybe I possessed something that warded off the male gender but it turns out I'm probably just hanging around in the wrong environment.
So. Good day. I'm thankful to all the people who turned out and weren't automatically put off by the stupidity of my silly comic. Of course, I'm glad Diana was there; I'll always have someone to share a table with! :)