This post will be seriously image heavy. You have been warned.

As always Maura and I were amazed that people line up for their badges early in the afternoon on Thursday. I took the 6pm MARC out of Union Station here in DC and Maura nabbed me at the BWI station on the way back from work. We waltzed in around 8, got our badges in 15 minutes and ran out again in order for me to finish my costume.

From past experience we learned that it’s not necessary to show up at the ass crack of dawn on Friday to set up our Artist Alley table. Maura and I managed to stagger in around 11:30 and Gerry got there at 1. They don’t let the monkeys in until 2, so we were happy not to have sat there for the full 5 hours Otakon recommends.

Business, as usually, was good so we were stuck at the table until 4:45, when Gerry came so I could wiggle into Frost to head for the Mortal Kombat shoot. We had a sweet turnout.

We hung around for a bit with the ninja trio before wandering back to the convention to save Gerry. By the time Maura and I escaped from the con, it was pretty late, but I demanded IHOP since I hadn’t actually eaten all day. We ended up driving all over hell’s half-acre looking for the damn thing, and it turned out it was in a ghetto-tastic part of Baltimore, so we kept driving to the next one. On the way back, a cop decided to give us a heart attack by pulling us over for a broken tail-light.

We had to be at the Phoenix Wright shoot at 10:30. It was a hell of a lot of fun, but we had to wander back to the table fairly quickly, but not before kidnapping a little time for a private photoshoot.

After I frantically sewed Princess Sailor Moon back together. We did pick up Mike, Curtis, and Kiera for dinner.

And afterwards Maura and I ran off to our table, but decided we were tired of sitting there. Instead we kidnapped a Minuki and a Phoenix and stood around looking pretty for more pictures.

It was also one of the few times I got to take pictures of other cosplayers.

Sunday, I had to be at the con at 8:30 for our panel, which Otakon forgot to @#$%ing put in the @#$%ing schedule. My laptop hard drive decided to fail right then and there, so unfortunately we couldn’t show our clips for PGSM. What a pain.

I think the panel went well enough anyway, but that’s just my opinion. We didn’t really stay on Sunday because we were kinda tired and cranky, but we did find time to make it to the Dealer’s Room (finally) and I picked myself up a signed copy of “The Art of ReBoot” because it is awesome and Mainframe announced that they are interested in producing more movies!