It’s confession time.
This strip is based on LPI Writer, Dale’s first San Diego Comic Con experience.
Even when I was a very skinny kid (and I was…. I could walk behind a lamp-post and vanish) I would sweat like I was in a sauna. This actually proved pretty good when playing sports as I always looked dead on my feet a couple of minutes in and could still run for hours.
But I digress, 80-plus degree San Diego does the same to me now. My first year at SDCC (which is specifically what this strip was based on) I got there late, missed the early registration and spent two hours standing outside waiting to register the following morning.
I got my pass… went in… said hello to some friends and colleagues… then went back to the hotel for dry clothes.
This is NOT an exaggeration.
And for the record, I have made changes to the way I work things now. Powder dry and daisy fresh all the way.