The Con

The question I heard most often at Comic-Con:

"Marie Javins! What are you doing in this country?"

Har har. 

But there are worse things to be known for.

And so I worked during the mornings, then wandered over to the con. I had booked at the last minute and ended up at a hotel out past the San Diego Airport, which sucked in many uninteresting ways, but overall, I was glad to be there, back among my tribe and with my friends of many decades.

People even attended the panel I was on.