77 hours of Supanova; Day one (friday) - Part 2

I had met Weber, once, the last time i was in brisbane. he took, me, darren, gary lau out for dinner.
His online antics do make him seem like a strange duck (in human skin) but in person he's incredibly funny, while he does rant they are not really mean spirited and quiet surprisingly (for an artist) he actually has very little ego.
On the drive from the airport we chatted, finding the patter of actual conversations instead of the crap we exchange via msn. I love the interent, its great for communication, exchanging of ideas, ripping off of copyright, and pornography. It also has the great responsibility of putting food on my table, but content wise its mostly crap.

We struck a problem early on, we are both kind of gracious and polite, so whenever there was a decision to be made the following conversation was held;

"what do wanna do?"
"i dunno, what do you wanna do?"
"not sure, i don't care, whatever you want"
"i'm not fussed, what ever you want"
"I'm easy either way"
"me too"

-pause-


"So......what do you wanna do?"
"i dunno, what do you wanna do?"
(from now on this will be reffered to as the Selan Weber Cha Cha)

What was clear is that i couldn't call him Frank.

At Weber's place, i stowed my stuff and got shown where i'd sleep. It involved pushing two leather sofas together and sort of laying across them. I usually sleep really well on sofas and i had packed my sleeping bag. So it wasn't too bad.

That sorted, we chatted about scripting, girls, animation, girls, bad share housing experiences, girls. Then we went to get a kebab (after the Selan Weber Cha cha), in adelaide we call kebabs, yiros. Its a whole Greek/Lebanese thing. In adeliade the greeks won the lebanese greek food naming rights in 1972, it was a bloody affair and everyone ended up smelling like garlic sauce and covered in lettuce.

Then off to the bank to get change. It seems friday afternoon it's 'take all your coins to the bank day', for there were about 4 people in front of me, who had big bags of coins that they would hoist up to the counter and push past the glass. At least this meant they had change. That done it was off to the Royal Show Grounds to set up.

Look its Ben and Karen Howard, Publishers and Editors of Phosphorescent Comics.
Look its me saying phosporent, 3 times in the first 5 minutes.
The PC booth was down staris, next to where they play card games. Apparently there was a mix up with booths. The Howards took it with grace. the howards also quoted one of my previous posts. i took it that and massaged my ego.

Upstairs, (me and weber) look its Tim McEwen, Supanova organiser. Look its Danny Z, dancer and Supanova organiser. Look our table hasn't been set up yet. Look its Chewie from Kinokuniya. Look i'm name dropping.

We finally got the table, but i had forgotten a table cloth and those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers. i had been hoping to run into Daniel Reed, who had said he was going to bring a table cloth. Without the table cloth i could not neatly stack and place the books i had brought onto the table. The whole trip would be for naught. Naught I tell you! In the past i had always just borrowed those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers but i didn't want to seem like a sponge and be known as the guy who is always borrowing those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers. So me and weber jumped in the Starlet of Swoosh and drove off to find those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers. We went to the Griffith University art store and bought a box of cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers for $17. $17 for a box of those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers is a bit much but i really needed those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers and it was almost closing time. I had no choice but buy those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers.

back at the Supanova grounds, me and weber attached posters to dividers using those cool little velcro things that you use to attach posters to those fur covered dividers and in came Daniel Reed, his partner Sarah and his little child, whose name i forget (he was way to young to do anything for me or the magazine so what's the point of remembering?). Daniel Reed, creator of the ledger award winning book, Crumpleton Experiments, had bought a table cloth. It was not for naught. Hooray.

We set up posters, we set up books. And then daintly folded the table cloth over the books to make them magically disappear. And we left. In the Starlet of Swoosh. Driving along - look its carissa and nicola scott standing by the road!

We did the Selan Weber cha cha ("Do you wanna pick them up...") and after travelling down the road for 300 meters did a uturn, then drove past them and did another uturn.

"hello ladies, its me! Mark Selan"