Yeah, it's a convention. Same company as last time, different coordinator. This time they hired me on as security. I applied for the staff photographer position, but they eliminated it due to the invention of the cameraphone. CURSE YOU STEVE JOBS! MAY YOU ROT IN HELL!
Anyway, it probably means I'll be doing escort duty for some of the female guests to and from the convention floor and the panel areas. I've been told that I'll be near Summer most of the time. I AM COMPLETELY OK WITH THIS!
This is one badass lineup.
Shatner (the ONLY captain I have yet to meet I really hope he's not a dick), Charisma Carpenter (gonna need some tight pants to conceal my love of her legs), Barrowman, Marsters (I wonder if they'll make out some more?), Jewel Staite (I'm wondering if she's gonna stick around for her birthday), Nathan Fillon, Norman Reedus (want to lick him), Kevin Sorbo, Ferrigno (apparently, he's a gun nut), and two guys Menty would love to drool on, Dean Cain and Brandon Routh. Oh yeah, AND MOTHERFUCKING STAN "THE WORLD'S OLDEST ZOMBIFIED MEGAFAN" LEE!
Then there's the artists.
Bryan Hitch, Salvador Larroca (the man who single-handedly bitched-out the F4), Dave Bullock (He does SW:TCW stuff! Gonna pump him for info on S6), Barry Kitson (prolific comic artist), aaaaand abuchofpeopleyou'veprobablyneverheardof.
Here's a link to the entire convention lineup.