The Day In (Crappy) Pictures

It's Called a Zoom Lens...look into it:


Here we see Neil Gaiman being kind enough to demonstrate that I need to get a camera that has an optical zoom.

I'm so hot (and crazy) I can't be photographed clearly:


Giada evidently wasn't aware that Neil had already demonstrated my need for a camera with an optical zoom.

Corsets...not for everyone:


Another source of disappointment for the day was that I saw nothing in the way of hot Goth chicks anywhere around Gaiman. It made no sense. I mean, this is Neil Gaiman. His vision of Death, as presented in Sandman, is the ultimate hot Goth chick. But no, as far as the eye could see, nary a hot Goth chick. All we had was...this. Here's a tip, honey; there's only so much a corset can do with the raw material it has to work with...


Fat and dorky-looking...what a catch!


Here I am getting "Season of Mists" signed by Neil. Damn, I am one great big hunk of dork.

Very cool:


Here's a shot of the sketch Neil did for me inside of "Season of Mists." As a note of interest, "Mists" is the first "Sandman" book I ever read, and is what got me hooked on Gaiman. So I guess you could call it the "gateway graphic novel."

When Neil Met Vicki:


Here we see Scott and Stacy's daughter Vicki shying away from Neil's attempts to be friendly. Along with everything else he's written, Neil has written a few children's books, and has three kids of his own.

Making your trip authentic:


And finally, no trip to DC would be complete without some kind of protest. Apparently the protestors didn't stay confined to their interment camp...err, I mean, "free speech zone." Of course, it's not like there was any danger to the President. This is Washington, DC, after all, not Crawford, TX, so the odds are he wasn't even around...