I reported yesterday that I would attempt the train today.  I did, and it was way cheaper, and easier, than any parking shenanigans that I’ve ever previously encountered at Con.  It's just too bad that it doesn't run all night; no one would need Designated Drivers if it did.

Too bad I overslept and I missed the train at the time I wanted to take it.

No matter.  By the time I got to the convention center the place was packed.  The guy standing in line behind me likened it to a swarm of bees; I prefer salmon, fighting to swim upstream against the current.  Swarms are so unpredictable.

I can’t stress how informative the Law School sessions are—there were two today.  Today’s sessions focused on licensing and the like (again, ways to protect yourself and any fledgling money that may be trickling in), and touched on the Superman and marvel copyright cases (the meat and bones of those cases, however, was another panel).  Now if only there were a Tax Preparer School, and they taught me the basics of the right forms to fill as indie contractors, etc, etc., I’d be all set.  Maybe next year.

I spent a good fifteen minutes playing with Little Big Planet 2 at the Playstation area.  They announced the release date, finally; November is so far away.  It's very hard to mess with perfection, but somehow they've managed it…

I mentioned I was in line.  One of my favorite artists was at the Munky King booth signing things.  However.  So was the True Blood cast across the way.  The Fire Marshal showed up and as a result every aisle closest to the signing was cut off, and traffic was being redirected every which way except where I wanted to go.  Between that and the snaking line for the “Bite Me” panel upstairs I got pushed, shoved, and near trampled by so many vampire groupies I was ready to steal that Stormtrooper’s laser and start a killing rampage.  So many people were standing in these lines that it took me forever to get anywhere, and I didn’t get to do as much as I did yesterday.

Why vampires, people?  Werewolves have your same sleeping schedule, can socialize with you, go to the beach with you without turning into crispy bacon… and there's no necrophilia issue.  And that’s why Werewolves are win.

Because this is my blog I’ll mention my eating adventures—I went to St. Tropez Bakery & Café, located conveniently next to the trolley station.  Speaking of win, that’s what their crepes are.  I had one with Nutella.  Chocolate and hazelnuts, that’s got to be one of the top ten combinations in the world.  Number 6, maybe, right after gruyere cheese and canadian bacon.  It’s too bad there’s no more Con on Tuesday, because Tuesdays are $10 crepes and bottomless Mimosa days.

Today’s stats:
Slave Leias Found: 0 (what gives?)
Mad Hatters Found: 2
Alices not in Wonderland (including a chick named Alice): 3 (+1)
Free T-Shirts scored: 3
Minutes it took me to get to the Munky King booth because they closed off all but one aisle for the True Blood signing across the way: 25