That moment when the person you crush on calls you “buddy”.
I should be used to it by now.
That moment when the person you crush on calls you “buddy”.
I should be used to it by now.
Last weekend we had a fan fest event in San Diego during San Diego Comic Con. I was in a perpetual pout all weekend to be SO CLOSE to San Diego Comic Con and not be able to GO to San Diego Comic Con.
It was a rough weekend but I loved our hotel room and our view was breathtaking. Every morning I sat on the balcony and got ready for work (did my hair and make-up out there) and every night with exception of one I sat out there to wind down before bed. I had a lot of fun with the girls I roomed with too. It was almost like camp. Well, I really wouldn’t know what camp is like because I never went to camp but I’d like to think last weekend was what it would have been like.
Here are the photos: Walker Stalker Photos.
We have a little over a month until the next show and I wish I could say that I don’t have any travel scheduled during that time but I will probably have to drive to St. Louis for the real job before the next convention. I wish I could bring my mutt with me.
I’ve been having a small bout with a Case of the Sads for a little while. I know I’ll snap out of it soon and I have so much to be thankful and grateful for. Ridiculous amounts of things to be happy about and people who care about me and make me smile. It’s silly that I should have anything to be sad about at all, isn’t it?
I’m too old for a lot of the things that are bothering me. I really feel I should have had all of this stuff figured out by now, but no. To quote my friend Jessica “I….I just…I don’t get it.”
I have to tell you something.
I have a HUGE crush on someone.
Those of you who have been friends with me for a while know that this NEVER ends well for me. I’m not exaggerating. Ask any of my nearest and dearest and they will tell you that I have The Worst record when it comes to romantic entanglements and for a multitude of reasons. Some within my control but many are incredibly far out of it.
I will admit to having “issues” and I tend to choose poorly. I take a lot of the responsibility for the way things have gone in the past. Not all of it, mind you. But a LOT of it.
But this guy. I am admiring him from afar and have for years. I kind of have to, he doesn’t live anywhere near me and up until about a year ago, he never even knew I existed.
This is where it gets weird.
I liked him before I ever knew what he looked like or what his voice sounded like or if he was actually a nice person. My crush on him came through the love of his artwork. Crazy, right? It’s the absolute truth. His artwork makes me smile and has, at times, made my eyes tear up (I rarely cry so that should tell you something) from how moved I was by the piece. Wow. That sounds ridiculously cheesy when I type that out loud, doesn’t it?
Over the past year or so I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know him just a tiny bit and, damn it, I like him. I don’t know him well at all. Our exchanges our brief but I truly enjoy and look forward to every, single one of them.
Don’t ask me what I intend to do about it. I have no clue. Wait this crush out and hope it goes away? Yes. That sounds like a solid plan to me.
I have my “new” laptop (I got it almost a year ago) set up to blog from Word so I can be good to go again should the mood strike me to start paying closer attention to this poor neglected space.
Things have been a little crazy around my house for the past year and a half or so. I’m not complaining because everything has been great for the most part. I like my “real” job an awful lot (sometimes it scares me to admit that) and my “hobby” job is fantastic as well even though it has turned into something I was not expecting when I first volunteered for it. Do you know that I have been so busy that I almost forgot that my office is closed today and that I didn’t have to work?
I am headed to San Diego next week. I wish I could say that I would finally be attending San Diego Comic Con, but I am not. The convention I work for is having a Fan Fest that will run concurrent with SDCC. I might get to see my cousin and her daughter since they signed up to volunteer for our events. If they aren’t there, I probably won’t get to see them at all. That’s how busy we are when we roll into each town. There’s not much time left for anything that doesn’t involve the convention.
I have to be honest and say that I haven’t been taking very good care of myself lately. It’s starting to show and I have got to turn this around. I’m not really in the mood to go into details and it would sound awful silly when I have SO many things to be ridiculously grateful for and happy about so I will keep quiet for now and just try to get out of my own way where some of these silly problems are concerned. And in the big picture…they are silly.
This wasn’t much, but it is an attempt at getting better about putting some of these things “out there” instead of keeping them all to myself and my handwritten journals.
Let’s see what happens now, shall we?
I have neglected this poor blog something awful, haven’t I? I apologize to anyone who still pops in from time to time to check up on me.
Of course, I’m feeling a little reflective on New Year’s Eve. Cliché, I know. But this year has really been something. Ups and downs and health issues and financial problems and so many good times in between to temper all the bad that at times I couldn’t believe it was all happening to me.
Since the end of 2013 I have been involved in something pretty special and ever since then I’ve been kind of using the dates revolving around this thing as markers of time for the rest of the events of my life.
During the summer of 2013 I had been reading about these two guys that were putting together a fan event for people (like ME) who love AMC’s The Walking Dead. It was going to be a one-time thing and they had some of the stars from the show involved and it was to be held in Atlanta where the show films. I remember thinking that it sounded like a lot of fun so I reached out and sent an email to them and asked if they would possibly need any volunteer panel and floor photographers since I had some experience doing just that. It was worth a shot, right?
Well, I received a reply that they already had the photography aspect covered and thanked me for contacting them. I was disappointed, but not surprised. I was pretty sure they were being inundated with all sorts of talented photographers offering their services. I shrugged it off and didn’t think more about it.
I was working a job that I absolutely hated after getting laid off from a job I truly enjoyed. As far as my career goes, it was a terribly low point for me. I continued to do photography at conventions and motorcycle shows and began working with a dear friend of mine who owns a photo op company whenever they needed help and when I could make the road trips to accommodate. My little hobby was keeping me sane.
About three weeks after I’d received the email telling me that the photography for the Walking Dead fan event had already been taken care of, I received another communication asking if I was still interested! I immediately responded with a resounding “YES!”.
Later that day I spoke with Eric for the first time and discussed what would be expected and at that time he said he wanted someone who would take care of the administering and hosting of the photos and coordinating with some of the other photographers that they already had lined up for the event. Eric asked if I knew of another photographer that might want to work the show with me as it was turning out to be a pretty big.
Like almost all of my most rewarding experiences, I said “I’ve never done all that, but I can do it”. And I did.
I called my friend Amanda, who is a great photographer, to see if she would be interested in doing this fun one-time thing with me. She didn’t really watch The Walking Dead at the time (she does NOW) but she and her husband are regular con goers and she knows what they are all about. She had to think about it and discuss the trip with her husband but in the end she was on board.
While I was in Atlanta shooting this show, I received a call about a job. A good job with a company I wanted to work for. They wanted to set up an interview as soon as I got back into town. So we did.
I came home from Atlanta and I collected photos from everyone and organized them and uploaded them and had beautiful photos to document this event. An event that had turned into a huge and wonderful success, so much so that there was immediately talk of possibly doing it again in another city…or two.
I interviewed for the job when I came home from that first show. And then I waited. The holidays came and went and I continued to follow up until February when I found out that I’d gotten a position, but not the one I had originally interviewed for. A better one. I would start this job at the end of March. Just after we would have the second show in Chicago.
I did the happy dance as I put in my two week’s notice at the bad, bad place. I was able to enjoy some time off before starting the new job and I would close out that time off shooting my second show in Chicago.
I shot the second show in Chicago with this convention in the winter of 2014. It was a convention now. There were some hiccups with this show, but we all learned so much from it. We shot some great photos, captured some wonderful memories and the guys were happy with what we were doing and said they wanted me and Amanda at all of the shows we could make.
Around the time of our show in Boston I was having some health issues and also my friend Will was losing his battle with colon and liver cancer. Considering all that was happening to me personally, to date the Boston show has been my very favorite event.
I came home from Boston and immediately had to have an unpleasant out-patient procedure but I’m better for it. Any illness I was dealing with paled in comparison to what was happening with my friend Will. I was able to spend some precious time with him in the hospital before he let go.
Just after the Boston show I also found out that The Little Convention That Could would be growing to seven cities in 2015. That’s right. Seven.
After our “anniversary” show in Atlanta this year I received a call from Eric inviting us to be part of their core team. It’s an honor and a privilege to be on this staff.
We closed out the year at The Meadowlands in New Jersey. One of the very high points for me was that my friend Ken came to check out the convention and to see what I do. Up until that show none of my friends had really come out to see what all the fuss is about so I was ridiculously excited.
The NYNJ show was extra special for me because I got to have Christmas dinner with the entire team that Saturday evening. Eric and James didn’t just assemble a team of people to perform needed tasks. Unwittingly, they have assembled a family.
I have never been part of something so rewarding and I can hardly believe how fortunate I am. It’s a little sad to say, but I am just not used to being this happy!