Yesterday I reported on the
writing seminar I held last weekend. But for today, a report on the other lesser event that took place there – an Anime convention. 1500 wildly costumed conventioneers invaded the LAX Hilton. I wonder if the stunned guests from Iowa and Georgia knew that there was a convention or just thought this is the way it always is in LA. I took some notes. And pictures.
Overheard by a guy dressed as a giant bee. “Why is everyone is looking at me?”
A gentleman in a star fighter costume (not the future Anthony Weiner pictured above) with loin cloth, feathers, and giant sword was told he couldn’t stay in the lobby because he was shirtless. He was pissed. “The fucking Rainbow Brite bitch was practically naked.” I commiserated. “Whoever heard of a galactic warrior wearing a shirt?” “I
KNOW!” he said and stomped off to the Coke machine.
I asked one girl if she was dressed as anybody specific? “No, “ she said. I had to follow up with: “Are you in costume?”
Amazingly, there was no one in the karaoke room. I guess no one wanted to look foolish.
Hental porn is Anime. Where were
those re-enactments?
Nice to see Eddie Munster making an appearance.
Scanning everyone dressed up in the lobby I thought, “this must be what RuPaul’s memorial service will look like.”
“Pikachu” spotted my name tag and almost gasped. He said I was like a God. Then I realized he thought I was the Ken Levine who created BioShock. Imagine both of our disappointments.
There was a meeting room where Autographs were offered. Autographs? By who? The
actual cartoon characters?
Was Michael Jackson an Asian Anime character because eight people came dressed as him… or it.
Got in an elevator with a Japanese flight attendant in uniform. I asked her who she was supposed to be? She didn’t see the humor. Even though she was standing between Astro Boy and Vash the Stampede.
Overheard in an elevator: “Hey! Watch the wings!”
All kidding aside, they all were a nice bunch of kids, dressing up, and having fun. If you want to see REALLY weird – just check out the regular customers at the Carl’s Jr. next door.
