At FanExpo, our neighbours to the right
were Gay Nerds. That's the name of their webseries (which is really
funny, check it out). Their logo, which was prominently
displayed, was two crossed lightsabers. Shaped like penises.
I've already told you about about our
other neighbours, to the left, who had awesome artwork, also
prominently displayed.
We, on the other hand, had seven stacks
of books. And nothing else. No visuals other than the covers by our
awesome artists.
Which meant that the typical FanExpo
visitor's gaze would go as follows: look with awe and wonder at the
art on our left, slow down, smile beatifically at our neighbours'
talent, go blank as they quickly glide over our table, then see the
lightsabers, laugh, and go see our neighbours to the right.
Words are a tougher sale than images.
Nothing new there, but the first hand experience of it made me
reflect on what it means to...
... Nah, who am I kidding, I'm just
jealous.
