Well, I never imagined that I would be attending Comic Con. Not in a MILLION years! But for the last two summers, that's exactly where I've been!
Confession: My husband is... a comic book geek. Yes, I admit it. I have a basement full of superhero pictures, statues, action figures, and - of course - comic books. These items often trickle upstairs, much to my dismay. We see *almost* every superhero movie (luckily his son agrees to see some of them with him), and he owns all of the ones that have been released (deliberately not mentioning all of the animated ones he owns!). He has been to the last two or three Kansas City Comic Cons, but that's a busy time at school for me. ;)
But I digress. When I found out about the Denver Comic Con, I was less than enthused. But then I found out three things. First, the Comic Con itself is a way to raise money for a program called Comic Book Classroom. There were panels about using pop culture, such as comic books, as a way to engage reluctant readers and writers. Very cool. They also gave out some super (yeah, I said it!) lesson plans for a nominal donation. Twenty bucks well spent, good cause + lesson plans = happy teacher.
Next, Max Brooks was a panelist. You know, author of World War Z and The Zombie Survival Guide, son of Mel Brooks and Anne Bancroft... He wasn't at all what I expected, funny and self-deprecating, by far the best panel I attended! I would go see him again in a heartbeat.
And finally, there was a Walking Dead panel with Merle (Michael Rooker) and two featured "walkers." Chad Coleman, hammer-wielding Tyreese, unfortunately canceled. And Chandler Riggs (of the "Get in the house, Carl!" fame) was also a no-show at the panel. Rumor had it that he chose to go to a local amusement park instead (but then, I don't want to spread any rumors!) (still love you, Carl!). Still, it's my favorite show so I didn't mind the long lines to get in, and it was still pretty entertaining. Next year, Daryl, next year...
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