To those of you not in the “know”, this past weekend I was at the Wizard World 2001 comic book convention, here in Chicago. I spent ridiculous amounts of money and met Kimmi (see preceding article), and also:
Elektra: Assassin and Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man were on hand to demonstrate the perils of wearing spandex too frequently. Oh, the rashes!
James Marsters, aka “Spike” from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, appeared briefly on the convention floor, rapped freestyle for a few minutes, and turned to mist.
Optimus Prime asked to bum a cigarette off me. I didn’t have any. I asked him to transform, but he wouldn’t. Asshole.