Couldn’t have been a better time. Even got gifted an action figure for The Only Good Indians:
And I saw my dream-knife up close, with the glass taken away:
and, in the lobby of the hotel, there was about the coolest Pac-Man machine I’ve ever stumbled across:
And got to take snapshots with a whole cavalcade of wonderful people:
None of which were Brian Keene, somehow. Not even sure I have a snapshot with Brian. But, we’re always at the same places. Someday, someday . . .