Monday, August 9, 2010

Hall H is a problem

You'll have to forgive the lateness of this post. I've been a bit ill the past few weeks so I had to put this post on hold. Who cares though, here it is:

I arrived at roughly 8:10 am on Thursday to attend SDCC. For the uninitiated the San Diego Convention Center is a 615,701 sq. ft. facility in downtown San Diego. To but it bluntly, the place is huge. Ginormous would even be a good word to describe it. So after getting my convention pass I make my way, I thought, to Hall H. I was initially stuck by Room 6A (far southeast) and was told, by a helpful staff member, to go towards the center of the convention to the exhibit level via the stairs there.

I go to said area only to be told by what ended up to be a not-so-helpful staff member that what I really wanted to do was go all the way around the center to get to the exhibit level. This would be fine for any part of the exhibit floor EXCEPT HALL H.

The reasoning of the second staff member sending us around the complex was that the escalator from there only lead outside. This happened to be exactly where we needed to go. So rather than have a minute chance of getting a decent place in line an excruciating 20 minutes was spend in a nerd herd (seen in the pictures below, taken by me) only to find out there was a shorter route.

So after wasting my time there doing this I come to the horrifying realization: I have no ability to actually get into line to see the panel I wanted to go see, Tron Legacy, because everyone is lining up long before I even reached the convention center. And that line was for Megamind, the panel before Tron.

I’m not alone is my anguish here: I had read up on several Comic-con “Survival Guides” prior to attending this year that Hall H is notorious for its line. No other place, from what I understand, has such a long line. Here is a a picture from last year. The most notable difference from then to this year was the addition of tents over the line to block out the sun. Here are some pictures I took from the ground myself this year:

That's the hotel, the tents, and a metric ton of people as I left at 7pm on that Thursday



Given this is the worst of the worst is it any wonder why there haven’t be any serious injuries in this line? Oh, wait, that’s right. The whole point of my thoughts here was because that is exactly what happened the Saturday of Comic-con.


Well, let me reference a later article here for a moment. While it is easy to believe the former, where the assailants didn’t know each other, the latter still tells of the tensions that come up at Hall H. If the men involved were friends, or even just a casual acquaintance, as the latter article presents we can still gleam that in the end there is just too little space for far too many people all in one place.

We need to ask ourselves what predicated this violence. It is an addition of several factors together. First Hall H holds 6500 people and has a line at least equal to but most likely higher than that number. Moreover no one is forced out after any panel discussion (this is true for any panel discussion). This leads to both camping in the line and camping out inside, watching several of the panels before you see the one you were actually waiting for. Like my example in my experience above, those that wanted into Tron Legacy were in line long before Megamind started.,

Because of the is the line starts early in the morning, long before the first panel of the day. This has the effect of placing too many people into one cramped space. And I speak of both line and convention hall here as they become inseparable at that point.

Thirdly, though mild this year generally the hot, dry July air drains even the most hardened con-goer. Imagine being baked in a low degree oven for several hours a day and you will start getting the picture. This admittedly was mitigated both by mild weather but also the strategic placement of tents to keel line-waiters in the shade.
Lastly is what I consider the weakest link of all : Comic-con ‘security’ is a volunteer force. I don’t mean to insult those that work SDCC for little or no pay, but you are not professionals whom would be trained to take care of scuffles. Or at the very minimum you are not police officers. You know, like the ones that had to be called in after everything went to hell and someone had a pen stuck in them?

Wrapping this all up into one neat package: It is a wonder why Hall H hasn’t destroyed the SDCC as of yet. Hall H is a nightmare situation. You mix in frustration of a long line in the hot sun, exhaustion of waiting several panel discussions, and general anger of not being able to sit and enjoy what you really came to see. Mix in more frustration as previous attendees are not cleared to make space for those in line. And you dare not leave as losing your spot will force you to wait in another long line. It comes to a point where even giving a friend some breathing room is asking too much.



It comes down to, most of all, crowd control. Like thousands of fans vying to see their favorite rock band. Don’t think this analogy is appropriate? It might be as the whole of concert attendance fixed itself after 11 were trampled to death in a 1979 The Who concert. Festival, or general, seating was listed as a cause in the lawsuits that followed. Cincinnati, host city of the dreaded concert, was the first to ban general (unreserved) seating, and other soon followed. Now it is almost unheard of to NOT have an assigned seat. In summary the issue is a lack of true crowd control, poor security, limited room for attendees, and the lack of a system to flush out campers from the system so other may enjoy the panels. This gives way to rabidness of fans,
especially of the geek type. It ends up being a match tossed into a pile of greasy rags.



If I am going to complain this much about something I feel I should at least try to offer some constructive criticism or more to the point some ideas on how to alleviate this problem.

The hardest thing would to do would be to abandon Hall H alltogether. No more big name, big studio presentations or panels. As great as this sounds for the trouble it would remove it would also remove much of the fun from Comic-con. In other words, bad idea that no one will take me up on. It would be a waste of space as the hall cannot be split up into smaller and more manageable viewing areas.

With that idea in the trash, an idea that would have saved 11 people 31 years ago would be assigned tickets. You would be stuck with whatever you were given, but also you wouldn’t need to wait in line forever and not be able to get in. This would either be purchasable or handed out in a fair lottery. This would also have to go hand in hand with clearing out the hall after every event. Would you stay after the credits in a movie theater to see the next film? No, you don’t have that right. Nor would you have the right, because you were more psychotic and got in line during the wee hours of the morning, to be seated for the next hall presentation. This, in my mind, would only apply to Hall H as the other rooms as of yet do not have the issue of overcrowding.
I use the word yet there because for all the good a ticket system would be it would also create problems. Have you ever seen scalpers for concerts? Imagine the cash a front row seat selected by a lottery would go for, or for that matter the fights over such a coveted ticket. But let us say neither of these ended up being a problem. Where do all those people whom would normally be cooped up in Hall H go? Everywhere else to be frank about it. As it stands you can line up before a panel and be relatively assured a place to sit. If we double or triple the lines, using those displaced in this scenario, we only spread the problem around. The problem of space pushed many major showings (mostly of full length movies/anime) to the adjoining hotels this year. The convention center has run out of space.

Therefore we can come to only one conclusion: The San Diego Convention Center has outlived its usefulness. Just as a child needs new clothes one they grow up so too does Comic-Con need bigger clothes. If we fix one are, Hall H or other, we only push the problem out to outlying areas. As it stands the security detail can’t handle a simple scuffle let along a full fledged assault. Even at over 600k sq. ft. we geeks are bursting out of the place at the seams. Or we get cramped back down into place like a pressure cooker, amplifying frustration until we steam over and have one taken by paramedics, the other by police.



Now you have to wonder where to put all of us if not in San Diego. I think I might have a solution. The Anaheim Convention Center over boasts 800k sq. ft., with several halls that hold capacities double what is in San Diego. And that’s just the main floor, with two higher ones available. That’s an extra level over San Diego. I don’t think Anaheim would even mind me mentioning them, seeing as they have been rumored to be bidding for the move. And this was long before the stabbing that occurred this year.
So if is is true it can’t happen soon enough.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Well this is sad: Two tour buses of High School Band members crash, two dead

I was a bando in high school. For those that might not know the term, it means I was a member of the Estancia High School Marching Band. I played the baritone horn, and a little sousaphone, during my 4 years in high school. One of the only things I miss from those years is the camaraderie of the group. We were family, in a way. I still kind of keep in touch only with those I knew during those years.

In all, we were a family: We fought each other and for each other. We loved one another as family and more. We weren't the greatest players but we didn't care. Our director, Linda, was both stern and kind. While those may be opposites in a normal world, in the bando-verse it means she pushed us to be the best we could be, but not to the point we hated her. Sadly, after I graduated in 1998, some rather unsavory elements (read: holier-than-thou students/parents) pushed the wrong buttons and Linda retired some years later. All in all though it was good times while I was there.

So you may be asking yourself where I'm going with this. Well, each year of band we would do what we called Tour. Tour was basically a gigantic field trip. In my years we normally went to San Fransisco (one year, my senior, was Las Vegas), when to a competition or something, then came home. It was a week long adventure of marching, playing games on the ride there, pulling pranks. We even had a tradition of stealing a road sign, preferably one that wasn't going to cause traffic accidents, to take back to the band room.

These two points, the traffic and the bus rides, brings me to a sad story today. Two bus-loads of students from a Missouri high school collided with a pickup and a semi-trailer. Two were killed: The pickup driver and one student. My heartfelt remorse over the loss of both the driver, Daniel Schantz, and the student Jessica Brinker and her family who have now lost a loved one. When you are in a group like that, even in a big city (these students were from a town of about 600 or so from what I gather), I can only imagine the pain this tragic accident has caused.

In the end we, where I went, were family. Though we never had this tragedy I would never wish it upon my worst enemies. It would make those enemies even madder at me than normal.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

The Prop 8 decision: A good read.

So I picked up the final ruling that overturned the disastrous Prop 8 last night. While some of you may get glazed eyes when reading leagalese (or weaslese, depending on your view of the profession), I find them fascinating. I blame having worked as a copy boy for civil bankruptcy firm about 10 years ago.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Comic-Con 2010, my report

Whoa boy, here we go. This was and is my first *con experience. So to be honest I did not know what to expect. This is going to be a photo report of sorts, as they tell my story a bit better than I could. With that, lets dive in.

First off understand I'm normally a night person. Late night, not getting up at 4:30 am to get to somewhere 4 hours later. I may only be an hour and half away from San Diego I still knew I was going to hit traffic. And due to my need of coffee a well placed stop before Camp Pendleton was in order XD Also hit traffic in Carlsbad. But at least I was dressed for the occasion.


Thursday, July 22, 2010

Comic-Con 2010, the mini post

Ok so this is going to be a short post. I just got back from SDCC 2010 and I'm tired. Some highlights:

Really want to buy Slaughterhouse when it comes out in Fall. Saw 38 Studios trailer for Kindoms of Amalur, The Reckoning. It's an epic "FUCK YEAH". It'll be a single player game first, then MMO. Speaking of MMOs, played DC Universe, Aion, City of Heroes Going Rogue, Tera Online, and Vindictus.

I mention The Reckoning because it was really the only panel I went to. I was going to go for the one to Tron Legacy. Which was in Hall H.

That H stood for hell. As in where the line went to and back. And stood for Hilton, which is where the line was forming for the panel that was scheduled BEFORE Tron.

*sigh* I'm tired and cranky. A full post will follow. Ciao.

Monday, July 19, 2010

This is why I loved chemestry class as a teen


It's absolutely fascinating to see the product of what is basically energy in a pure form being transferred from one process to another. Energy released from Hydrogen Peroxide (how many of us have that I wonder ~_^) and diphenyl oxlate is sent to florescent dye. The dye releases a photon. We see the photon and convert it, with our brain, into light and colors. Elegance in complexity.

And it is a pity (or maybe a godsend, given the stupidity of humanity at large) that you can't get DPO (or TCPO, as in the video, which is easier to handle). It isn't exactly available as readily as H2O2. In fact my cursory look shows you'd have to buy about 4 different chemicals to make some. That's tall order.

It makes me wish I had become a chemist. I started out one coming out of high school but burned out on the course work, and switched to IT/Business. :(

Oh, and if you don't happen to know what the video is talking about when it mentions Mountain Dew, here's the video. Realize this is fake as there is nothing in MD to cause this reaction. Someone poured an active glow stick into the bottle.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Tales from the Crapiness

Hope everyone had a nice 4th of July. I'm still recovering but I decided to go ahead and put a post together for you all. On the 3rd I went scrounging again for the greatest finds in the Crap Pile and Kitchen Crap to bring to you. Here's my recent findings.



Hopefully you don't need to cut anything, because the only offerings here are 12 soups spoons or 12 forks. And though you wouldn't think it, these are aluminium not plastic. Not a bad deal at $2, but still not worth it for the fear of it being coated with lead.


Being a guy I don't see the usefulness of this one. I guess if you gals want your bra straps to slowly strangulate your neck you can hook one of these things in and let it do it's magic.


Wow, that's a cheap Forty.... oh wait, 40 CDs. It holds 40 CDs. Damnit, I wanted a drink! Or a bottle, as the case may be.


Hard to see, but our old friend the Specuallty cloth is under this Beauty Scrub Cloth. And again with the whiter than fscking white skin from using this. At this point, I'm thinking about using an SOS pad rather than this. It might actually be gentler!


Speaking of fine engrish. Spange? Really? I'm really trying to figure out what accent I need to put on to convert sponge to this. And it's one of those plastic ones even, not a true sponge.


Oh god, the stupid it burns. Here's the thing. Some Grandma, somewhere, just bought this for her grandson who's into "that rangers thing." Bonus points here: Displays "New Arrival" and "Collect Them All" on the cardboard. 1) This never 'arrived' on TV as far as I can tell (Unless its a Super Sentai team I've never heard of) and 2) I have them all right there, and I know this because you're so goddamn cheap that you will never release more.


Ok, I know what a pie shield is. My question is thus: Why make it into 5 easy to lose pieces? yes I know you can shield different sizes of pies but how often do you switch between say a 9" to a 12"?


Going further down into the useless category. Really? Is the can lid too good for you you need to spend $5 or so on a piece of one-use-only crap? Has Alton taught you nothing?

Friday, July 2, 2010

Don't Make Bets Where I Work

Yeah, so a couple of executives made a bet on something (neither is tell anyone what the best was). One lost... and it must have been a hell of a bet because the loser is wearing this today.
(Face covered to hid embarrassment)

So yeah, Happy 4th everyone (and a belated Canada Day as well)

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Oh god please don't suck: Woot.com aquired by Amazon

So yesterday my twitter account gave me a rather big shock. Woot.com, the originator of the deal-a-day marketing craze, has sold itself out to the largest web retailer in the world, Amazon.com.

No, pay no mind to me in my next statement: If they (Amazon) do anything to my beloved (Woot) I will come to each of the high brass and castrate them with a rusty spoon.

*ahem* With frightened rage out of the way I'd like to say that Matt Rutledge is one seriously humorous guy. He sent out this email to the Woot employees announcing the acquisition. It reads in part:

Over the next few days, you will probably read headlines that say “Matt Rutledge revealed to be monstrous pseudo-human creation of Jeff Bezos.” You might even see this photo making the rounds. Rest assured that these rumors have nothing to do with our final decision. We think now is the right time to join with Amazon because, quite simply, every company that becomes a subsidiary gets two free downloads until the end of July, and we very much need that new thing with Trent Reznor’s wife on our iPods.
That right there is genius XD. We also have some nice photo evidence of the Frankensteining of the two companies cultures.


And even the Woot Monkey got involved in the action:


All in all I have to say this is a fairly fun press release for what amounts to a metric shitton serious business practice. I hope it all goes well (again, castration by rusty spoons Amazon, don't for get it ~_^)

Monday, June 28, 2010

NOT LONGER POWERED BY THE AIR WE BREATHE

One year ago today we lost a great man, a great entertainer... oh wait, excuse me:

ONE YEAR AGO TODAY WE LOST A GREAT MAN
Bla bla bla yes I know the joke is old. But June 28th, 2009 was a real shocker. I thought at first the reports of his death were a joke. As more and more came in on the news feeds I realized we all were going to miss out on some truely epic and, more importantly, new products that he would hock. We'll still have the nostalgia of seeing his previous products like this one:


Wait just one fucking second, I've see this before. Holy SHIT! I HAVE seen it before

That's it, that's what happened. Billy didn't die from Oxycleaning his nose, causing him to have a heart attack. Vince offed him in a fit of rage over having the same damn product.



In all actuality, I had seen Billy's version of the producted at the Kitchen Pile several times. In fact seeing it there was the idea for naming the post about Vince Shalomi. Every time I tried getting a pic of the box, thought, I kept missing. Thought about even buying one, just to say that I have one. Anyways, may the man rest in peace. He gave me many laughs at his expense, hell I think he wants those laughs. As someone once told me: If you don't have haters you're not doing it right.