Somehow, I managed to scrape together enough pennies and lint to get myself and a friend to Connecticon on Saturday. Rather than create meaningful content in the form of sophisticated reporting alongside quality photos, I've created a short list of activities I engaged in.

Fun-fact: I was also at NY Comic-con earlier this year, but didn't do an update for the visit because I'm a phenomenally lazy individual.

9. Witness cosplayers in their full horror.

I thought that being a regular SomethingAwful reader and 4chan commenter (as well as seeing a horde of Ichigo-wannabes at Comic-Con) would prepare me for the visual onslaught that is anime cosplay. I was dead wrong.

You people are insane.

I'll give kudos to the cosplayers present who had unique, well constructed costumes. But for every one of these, there were six Narutos, three Sakuras, and one cross-dresser.

One a more positive note, my nominee for both the MWT "best costume" and "cast-iron-cajones"awards is a man whose costume consisted of a simple sign: "I hate cosplayers".

8. Learn to hate Mapquest.

I've sworn to never rely on this site again. I'll excuse the errors on some of the more obscure roads on my path, but you'd think that Mapquest could provide competent instructions on reaching one of the biggest buildings in a state capital.

7. Feel like a fish out of water.

Normally, I have the misfortune of being the nerdiest person in any given room. Connecticon was different: Connecticon was a place where not being an obsessive fourteen year old otaku dressed as Sakura put me in a ever-shrinking minority.

6. Sit on my rear end and read comics.

If you share my obsessive-compulsive tendencies, you tend to arrive at events at the time they're advertised to begin. This is a mistake. At 8:00 AM, (a time I shouldn't even be awake, mind you)
nothing was set up. Fortunately, I found a way to pass the time. On the upper floor there was a nerd library of sorts, a set up of couches and comics. I bypassed the piles of generic manga and picked up a copy of "The Long Halloween" trade paperback, a comic Jeph Loeb wrote before he started sucking.

5. Crush strangers.

I showed that small child not to try and enjoy Super Smash Bros. Brawl!

4. Try Soul Calibur 4

Some of you may have hoped that Darth Vader's presence would make sense in the final version of this game. Spoiler: It doesn't.

3. Discover Flux

This is an obscure, deceptively simple card game. On the surface, the only rule is to draw a card, than play a card. At first, there's not even a tangible goal. Sounds painfully dull, right?

Here's the twist: the cards change the rules.

Soon, it is chaos. Victory objectives change almost every other turn. One minute you're asked to throw out your whole hand, the next to give it to the person to your right. Its quite fun, and you should look it up.

2. Spend Obscene amounts of money

No human can waste more money at these conventions than comic book fans or gamers. Except of course for me, a hybrid comic/videogame/Warhammer/D&D junkie that is now legally bankrupt.

1. Meet Brian Goddamn Clevinger

For those of you who don't know, Brian Clevinger is the creator of 8-bit theater, the writer of the stellar comic series Atomic Robo, and the author of one of my favorite novels, Nuklear Age (note: not a typo). In case it's not clear, I'm a rabid fanboy of his work.

Not only did I get my Atomic Robo trade paperback signed, but I had the fortune to have him sign my Necrons codex. I'm pretty sure this means I win all matches by default now.