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So we walk up to pre-registration line, and I'm still mortified that people will see me in line for a pony convention.  This is when I find out that in lieu of badges they're handing out bright glittery wristbands that have to stay on all weekend.  My wife and I spend the rest of the weekend joking about my "Sparkly Cone Of Shame".  

We decide to pick up a day pass for my wife so she can see what the fuss is about.  I have to say that while I have a few BotCons under my belt, I was not prepared for the enthusiasm level. Just about everyone was in cosplay. (Notably someone in a Disney-mascot-level Vinyl Scratch with light-up horn and even horseshoes on the bottom of the feet.  To the mortification of their parents, little kids were lining up in the lobby to say hello; it was that professional looking.)

We make a loop around the dealer room and it occurs to me that I should have made her watch more episodes (she saw the wedding eps over my shoulder once) so she could make some small talk.  She smiles politely through a few, "Who's your favorite pony?" racking her brain for Twilight Sparkle's name.  (Twilight is her favorite, especially now that she knows it's the same voice actress as Princess Clara from Drawn Together.)

The one panel that had my wife (some kind of improv bit) interested hit capacity and they won't let more people in. We were consoled with the fact that we won't have an obituary in our hometown newspaper that contains the words "Died in a pony related fire."  She is in awe that one of the other panels includes pony themed wrestling.  (I have to say that *I* am impressed that they brought in a full size ring and everything.)

I run back to the truck to get some stuff I wanted signed (and refresh my beverage, which also serves as my social anxiety medication).  While I leave her behind, my wife overhears a conversation between a couple of other fellow convention goers who are discussing the way they modify their plush merchandise for self-gratification.  She looks at me funny for the rest of the night.

Autograph line starts half hour late, by which point I've already emptied a coffee mug with six fingers of Johnny Walker Red. Matt Hill signed my Hayseed Turniptruck sketch, and while we were discussing his previous work on Ed, Edd, n Eddy, he asked me if I liked chickens and I still cannot stop giggling like an idiot.  My wife doesn't understand how that was worth 80 bucks and a weekend road trip. But it totally was…

Saturday we spent taking in the town, seeing President/Chief Justice Taft's home and visiting the Taft Museum of Art.  Got to see an Ingres in person, which was cool.  



If ever get my colors to do what I want, someday they will end up looking a lot like this.  Or possibly Franck Duveneck's, whose Cobbler's Apprentice was right next to it.  Could have spent the day in that room.  Also, a fascinating exhibit of old daguerreotypes.  (Note to self: draw scene of Applejack or Granny Smith or Pinkie Pie at a vanity with daugerrotype box as focal point.)

Took an hour or so to scratch out a little something to bring to Richard Ian Cox to sign.  But I work in charcoal, and didn't bring any fixative.  So we go on a run for art supplies and dinner at the oldest German Restaurant in town.  Franziskaner on draught does not help me keep track of time.  Barely made it back to the con before the autograph session closed.  

:iconellisarts: set me up with a few customized blind bag figures (in a cute little chinese takeout box).
:iconamandkyo-su: sold me a custom Batmane.
and :icontridgeon: sold me a print



All in all, spent more time running around Cincinatti than at the actual con, but it was enjoyable.  Plus I got to support a few artists while supplying the desk in my office (The Office of Pony Picture Administration) with needed ambiance.
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TheWrongestTrousers Jun 5, 2013  Student Digital Artist
That sounds like a hella rad time. Glad you enjoyed it, regardless of the whole... "self-gratification" bit.
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Obsequiosity Jun 5, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Heh. My poor wife; I had to explain Rule 34 to her on the way there when she saw a panel on the schedule called "Fluttershy's Secret Photo Album (18+)". She took that in stride, and was suitably prepared for pictures of ponies in socks. But we hadn't had a conversation about Yiffers yet. (They should really put that in parenting books.)

We were joking that the good news was that having survived a few hours of that means she could handle all of a Botcon with me without blinking. The bad news was subjecting her to a few hours of that was grounds for divorce in most state court systems.
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TheWrongestTrousers Jun 5, 2013  Student Digital Artist
Yeech. Having to explain that coming from a thing about ponies... isn't a great way or time to handle that. Especially when you're a fan of ponies, yourself. I'm still lost on the whole reason the sock thing exists. Not "why people do it" more "where did it come from?"

Yeah, let's hope she doesn't use that against you.
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Obsequiosity Jun 5, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
The ponies-and-socks thing and the Dr. Who crossovers fascinate me that way. People really like those. I'm not sure why they go together.

And she is incredibly patient about my little obsessions. There is a decent sized corner of her knick-knack cabinet in the living room that has multiple incarnations of Optimus Prime (including the Mr. Potato Head version) right next to her collection of little porcelain lighthouses.
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TheWrongestTrousers Jun 6, 2013  Student Digital Artist
I don't know if you want to say "ponies-and-socks" with "fascinate me that way" in the same sentence.

Optimus Prime is going to invade those lighthouses. They'll soon be Optimus Primehouses.
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Obsequiosity Jun 6, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Heh. "Intrigue me" sounds even worse.

And Prime is forbidden from touching the lighthouses per the treaty signed in 2009 after the Battle of Lighthouse Fort vs. Scale Model of Mackinac Island Hotel. (She accuses a Decepticon invader of chipping one, but it was totally already there.)
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TheWrongestTrousers Jun 7, 2013  Student Digital Artist
It really does.

How hard to you state your case? You have evidence to back that up?
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Obsequiosity Jun 7, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Marriage is unfortunately a kangaroo court. Valid evidence just makes the judge mad and you wind up sentenced to the couch longer.
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"(Note to self: draw scene of Applejack or Granny Smith or Pinkie Pie at a vanity with daugerrotype box as focal point.)"

Yes! This *must* be done!

I'm glad that y'all had a good time going to the con, your wife's exposure to one of the more... interesting subsets of the fandom notwithstanding. And now I'm curious about the Taft home and museum; Cincinnati isn't too far away, so maybe someday...
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Obsequiosity Jun 5, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Oh, and I can't oversell the Taft Museum of Art. The place is small and the collection is smallish, but they have an Ingres, a Duveneck, and a Rembrandt hanging so close you could touch it. It's kinda weird having all the security folks hovering about (I caused a minor scene by lying on the floor so I could see the underside of a circa 1810 sideboard. Like I thought, the craftsman left his tool marks on the parts you usually can't see.), but you can get right in there and see the brushstrokes.
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