Sadly Comiccon 2016 was the poorest, most miserable (in terms of variety and spectacle) and yet the most expressive that I can remember.
I did have fun of course. But not 250kr fun.
Next year they better shape up cause they are losing audience ...
That's right, we meet again :)
The only game that caught my eye this year
Forklifts with hats ... may the fork be with you
Geeky kid playing Super Mario on a fat tv :D
VR is the future ...
So I play a bad immitation of feeding frenzy for VR
and owend it! YEah! :D
And others, like Magnus, go VR driving
"He is a pro. Is he a rally driver?"
Asked the dude working there :D
Slave Cage :p
Like a nightmare
I Pac Man
Le lol :D Glad there is no video of me on this thing.
I just went round and round like a Disco ball
Aaaaand that was pretty much it this year ...
Not even the batmobile was here this time -_-
Hmmm I hope things pick up again next year
Athens 23 Oct 1937 - Stockholm 09 Nov 2010
I still think about you everyday.
I still find myself ready to pick up the phone to call you.
I still laugh with you silly jokes.
And I talk about you almost everyday.
I still dream of you.
I still cry for you.
I still wonder of what would you have felt or thought for things that happen in the world
if you were still around.
I still get mad at you.
I know you were not the perfect father.
You made me angry so many times.
But who is perfect anyway?
You never had a father so you had no examples.
You were the best father you knew how to be.
And for that, I thank you.
And I thank you again for raising me like a boy.
I thank you for letting me roam the streets and climb on trees.
For allowing me to scratch my knees and scrape my elbows.
I thank you for the treasure hunts.
I thank you for all the cats.
I thank you for all the road-trips in that old SAAB allover Greece.
Thank you for letting me skip school that day it snowed.
Thank you for dancing with me.
For the endless walks.
Thank you for the rides and hikes up on our mountain.
For singing to me with your guitar.
Thank you for all the stories you made up to put me to sleep when I was little.
Thank you for teaching me to love the opera.
I thank you for letting me spray-paint a coffin and a giant bat
on the ceiling and the walls of that old room.
Thank you for accepting my weirdness, my mood-swings and my anger.
Thank you for driving me to school, to work, to clubs, to parties, to the airport.
Thank you for calling me every Sunday.
And I thank you again for letting me watch the Clockwork Orange on TV when I was 5.
Thank you for taking me to the summer theater to watch Alien when I was 9.
Thank you for letting me watch Rosemary's Baby,The Shining and Psycho when I was 10
Thank you for taking me to the summer movie marathon to watch Scarface when I was 12
Thank You for taking Me to the movies 3 times a week!
Thank you for being my dad.
I love you and I miss you everyday.
" You are beside me. All around me...
But how I wish you were here ... "