After many years of Comic-Con, we finally went in costume. We weren’t insane about it. Even in San Diego, head to toe neoprene is just way too much for me. And while it might hurt to admit it, I just don’t have the abs of a Spartan warrior/Roman gladiator. But it certainly brought the experience to a new level: it was a conversation starter and a point of reference. We were asked to pose for photos and brought smiles to a lot of over-30 faces as they remembered their first Akbar and Jeff moments and we had some nice chats with the folks at the Bongo Comics booth. Randy even got to meet the Creator, Matt Groening, himself. While I think returning as Akbar and Jeff next year would get stale, I think we both agree we need to keep going in costume when we return to Comic-Con – the experience is not just different, but seriously better.
Hey, I think I already left a comment, but it might have gone off into the ether. Anyway, the gist is that I saw you guys today. I’m the maniac that yelled at you from my car outside the police station. You made my day, I hope you got my other comment that says why. From your pics, you should sooo meet my husband, you have ALL the same interests. On the other hand, don’t. We are both bi and he just might run away with you! 🙂 hope you have a great con! (despite having had to be at the police station!)