#Cincinnati comic expo 2015 series#

Anne suggested that perhaps trying to find loopholes in the One Rule might not be in his best interest. Shawn to say a synonym for The Adjective That Must Not Be Named. Another guy in line asked if he was allowed to ask Mr. To the potentially thousands of fans who might want to drop in and pay respects to Vizzini from The Princess Bride, I can imagine it might have been a disappointment. Shawn does not want to hear or write the word 'inconceivable'.' - a volunteer on orders.

As soon as we joined the line behind a dozen other folks, the volunteer on duty had to inform us of the One Rule before we approached: Some among you are thinking at me, “Dude, are you seriously skipping over his greatest credit of all time? The one everyone on the internet totally knows and loves to quote? Really? Do you really not know? That, my friend, is inco-”

#Cincinnati comic expo 2015 series#

My primary objective today: Wallace Shawn! You may remember him as the voice of the cowardly T-Rex from the Toy Story series as Grand Nagus Zek, head of the Ferengi Alliance, from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine as a voice for other cartoons and/or flicks with animals in them and in memorable roles from Clueless, The Haunted Mansion, or his cinematic debut in Woody Allen’s Manhattan. the fan stampede began and we headed directly for the line of the first of two actors we wanted to meet. I recognized some of them from last year’s decor.

For a moment I was suspicious that things were running too, too well.Ī cardboard standee lineup by the exhibit hall entrance was our first opportunity for photo ops. The general-admission entrance line had only 40-50 fans waiting an hour before showtime. The multiple Will Call booths had no lines. CCE’s team seemed more organized than Wizard World Chicago’s was, I’ll give them that. We used to consider bag searches and metal detectors off-putting, but they’re becoming such a common convention feature in our broken world that we’re now accustomed to them and didn’t let them slow us down. A change in CCE’s layout for security purposes meant we had to walk two extra blocks to the southwest corner of Duke Energy Convention Center instead of to the southeast corner. and headed straight for the same parking garage as last time, curiously deserted in the morning. We arrived in downtown Cinci shortly before 9 a.m. (Remember, we’re that couple who once drove two hours for one of the worst cons of the year.) This trip was no exception, even allowing for road construction along the way. The two-hour drive from Indianapolis to Cincinnati is no big deal to us. That’s how Cincinnati Comic Expo, having passed all three qualifiers with flying colors, beckoned to us for a second year. And it’s hardest when we’re talking about shows we’ve done and loved before. It’s harder to resist when showrunners actually invite guests we’re excited to meet. But the temptation is hard to resist when so many cons keep popping up within a manageable driving distance for us, based on the road-trip skill set we’ve developed over the past nineteen years. Anne and I agree and keep telling each other we need to cut back on conventions, if for no other reason than to have more time for all the other aspects and responsibilities in our lives. We keep expecting the Midwest convention boom that ignited for us in 2015 will eventually fizzle out, but it hasn’t happened yet. The tone and implication vary by speaker. “Boy, you guys sure do a lot of cons!” is a thing we keep hearing lately from family and friends who’ve noticed how our 2017 has been going. The guest list seemed a little thinner, particularly in the comics department, but we had such a great time last year that we agreed an encore was in order. Saturday morning my wife Anne and I drove two hours southeast of Indianapolis to attend the eighth annual Cincinnati Comic Expo in the heart of their downtown that’s not so different from ours. Lesson learned: sometimes we all have to be reminded that we are in fact not Batman.