Postscript

Arrived home around 5:30pm Sunday late afternoon. One horrific accident backed us up on Interstate 85 for about 30 minutes extra otherwise would have matched our 5 hour or so door to door for the trip down to Charlotte. Dylan read graphic novels most of the way home and humored me and played disk jockey (Journey, The Who, Beatles, Cheap Trick, Van Halen etc.) you get the picture. I rate this trip a 10 for 10 and I never was required to remove my shoes or belt. Huzaaaaaah.

It's Ooooooooooover!

Dylan has re-surfaced and re-named Sunday of Herocon "Deal Day". (Note: I think this may have something to do with the vendors trying to pay for their respective trips.) He's come up within budget (has a $1 left) and beaming from ear to ear. Next question: Let's giddly on go? Yes! Off to the Burg. Crowds have died down but the convention floor is relatively full. Our assessment: a successful 30th year anniversary for Charlotte Herocon.

Opening Bell

11am on the dot and the longer than expected line is crawling in the turnstiles. This looks to be about Friday sized but definitely nowhere near Saturdday sized. Still, a lot of comic book customers with happy faces.

Herocon Charlotte - Day 3

3 day passes entitle the holders to early entry so here we are at 10:30am or so. Saturday's crowd was mega; today, meh. Although, I noticed a nice long line Sunday one day pass holders around the corner from the in-house Convention Center Starbucks anxiously awaiting the magic 11am hour for "common" entry. Dylan, in full Animal Man regalia is already downstairs "shopping" for last minute bargains. We agreed (at the ATM) on a daily spending limit (very low for Sunday) and even he says Noon or so may be his limit. He told me last night he was exhausted from all the posing. Go figure. Apparently he was interviewed for a documentary they're putting together. Fingers crossed he doesn't end up on the cutting room floor. It looks like the Cos players hit the Friday and Saturday sessions but are staying away in droves on Sunday - must be a religious edict or some such. No, nope, I'm wrong - Cat Woman just walked by all slinky plastic and skin - thank goodness this was "good" Cat Woman (under size 50) vs. bad Cat Woman whom we experienced numerous times yesterday and Friday (ugh). As it approaches 11am (the Sunday opening hour) a steady stream of participants (mostly in civies) is approaching the turnstiles.

Home Suite Marriott

Even the most dedicated "cos player" runs out of steam (albeit way after Dad does). About 3:30p today (we arrived at 9:30a this morning) Dylan decides he's had enough for one day. The crowds really got big this afternoon. The lunch line was 30 mins. and the lines for artists were running about an hour for most popular guys and gals (even the greedy Neal Adams @ $5 a signature had a line - go figure). We walked back a few blocks to our hotel and decided to sort the booty (like Halloween - yes). I downloaded some pictures to send and may rest the retinas before selecting the dinner venue. Nothing too exciting to report from this afternoon - just a pleasant, fun filled PM at the Con.

Stan Lee - We don't need no stinkin' badges!

So the "big kahuna" is sitting behind a screen with a line 5 miles long of folks waiting patiently for him to sign something (one thing). There are a couple of larger "handlers" blocking the view of the hoi polloi (means "the great unwashed" in Greek) - that's us in this case. I say BFD. We got two nice snapshots of him with our telephoto lense and a nice short video as well. I was told by one of the handlers that the autograph line sold out for today (God knows how many people but it went on forever) and that, tentatively, they're selling tickets for a line tomorrow morning. Dylan was not interested. He really is a DC only guy at heart - Stan: Marvel only. Dylan's standing in line for another pizza lunch as I write this.

Lunch? Order Out.

I'm thinking I'll just stay in my chair and, when Dylan comes by, order out. What a concept. And, by the way, most of these folks could miss a meal, or two, or three etc., etc., etc.