It has now been a few days since I returned from San Diego, and having seen the things that have been written by Ben and Tim about the trip as a whole, I decided that it might be the time for me to write something in response to all of that madness.
I am, as they said, working on a documentary. I am, as they said, a writer of a web comic. I am NOT, as they said, a raving alcoholic. I am quite handy with my liquor and nobody is going to tell me to the contrary. Let me just say that the reasons I hadn’t really posted or mentioned in my reviews about all my extra-comicky activity is because
I’ve noticed other people on 411 sit and write about everything under the sun pertaining to their personal projects, but their review or column gets tossed to the wayside in lieu of updates on their favorite football team or spyware protectors, etc.
So here, for the sake of letting you know:
In His Likeness http
24 Hours Later (A documentary on 24 Hour Comic Book Day)
Now onto San Diego.
Let it be knownst that I only fanboy geeked three times:
1) Meeting James Sime, writer of a very good column about retailers, and owner of the Isotope Comics Lounge. This mother has styyyyyyle. He looks like he should be the lead singer of a ska band somewhere. He probably spends the amount of your paycheck on one of his suits. Being a stylishly straight guy in this day and age.. I will admit it, I’d do
him.
2) Seeing the snippits from MirrorMask, Gaiman & McKean’s new movie project with Jim Henson Studios. The movie looks like somebody glazed Gaiman’s brownie pan with LCD, and then they handed it to McKean and said.. CREATE IT – ..BUT FIRST LICK THIS FROG!
There were even comments about how many CGI fish and birds appear in the damned film.. seemingly billions.
3) Our flight, the bastard that it was, was delayed for some reason or another. (..only one person appreciated my ‘THERE’S A MAN ON THE WING’ joke, dicks..) This DID give my girlfriend and I a chance to see San Diego a bit, but our flight was also coinciding with none other than Frank Miller. So I geeked out, told him how much I respect him, and he invited myself and Danielle to sit at the bar with him.
We didn’t say much, as he was generally con’ed out, but he did tell us that Sin City is going to be fantastic and that he’s just happy to be done with it, no matter how much he loved working on it.
Geoff Johns, pffft.. catch THIS interview.
Mister Morse & Stevens happened to score an interview with Geoff Johns, and I was proud of them. Until the most amazing thing happened. I myself scored an interview right in the midst of the Gaslamp. Walking to the Hyatt after I finished up at dinner, who is walking down the street.. none other than Amazing Spiderman scribe, J. Michael
Straczynski. (Uh…I didn’t even know JMS was there, he wasn’t on any panels…were you drunk Jamie? Well, I mean, that’s a dumb question…like, were you really drunk? –Ben)
So, being the ‘on the ready’ type that I am, I whipped out my tape recorder, and decided to attack. This is the unadulterated transcript of that interview.
James Hatton: Eschuse me? Mister Straczynski?
JMS: Pardon me?
JH: I loooooove your work. Midnight Nation rocks! I am sooo your motherf*cker.
JMS: I do believe you have me confused with someone else.
JH: Wha? Nowaynoway.. OH! I get it. You’re all being incognito. Shhhhh, I won’t tell.. just do me a flavor and answer some questions..
JMS: I’m sorry sir, I am not th-
JH: I got it.. I got it. You are hiding yourself from all these stupid fanboys… well I’M NOT ONE OF UM! NO! NOT ME! So Shhhhh.. iss cool. So lemme askya. How cool is those last Rising Star issues?
JMS: Look, maybe you should get a cab.
JH: Nawww, I’m cool.. thanks though. I bet those issues rock. Fuck Top Cow, right? Fuck em’. They screwed you. Fuck em’. Marvel loves you.. I love you. WE ALL LOVE YOU!!!
JMS: *sighs* ..thank you..
JH: Yeaahhh.. OH! Babylon 5! I f*cking LOVE Babylon 5. I was all like ‘Londo rocks’ and then I was ‘Londo is such a prick’… and by the end, man.. I loved him again… how do you write such… friggin cool cats like Londo?
JMS: Look, you have me confused with someone else, and I think you might.. Oh good lord.
-wretching sounds-
JH: Awww shit.. I just yakked on Joe Michael’s high heels… Dammit..I’ll edit that out.. s’cool?
JMS: It’s fine. Just please leave me be, my husband and I are–
JH: YOU’RE GAY?!?!! Holy shit.. noo.. haha.. you almost had me.. yer funny Joe… funny funny. Hey! Is that Neil Gaiman?!
-Various stumbling sounds-
-Traffing noises, including honking and swerving-
JH: NEIL GAIMAN!!! HEY MISTER GAIMAN!!!
-a crash-
JH: OWww.. f*ck.. mmm.. the ground iss cold…
So there guys, now I bet you won’t be so smug about how great of an
interview you did.
Home Again…
So I come home, back from the amazing San Diego sun. The fantastic weather and good people… and what is sitting on my bed, but the missed comics of the week. It was nice, after spending six days in California to just snuggle up on my bed with a nice pile of new book smell. Oh, and of course a six pack.
Until next year’s – thanks boys for making it fun.
