Such a fine zinefest that was, indeed.
It all started with a beginning, which occurred on the steps outside the Grey Lynn library hall while we early people waited for someone with a key-card to arrive and let us in. Then it continued to occur outside after someone did arrive with a card, but the lock turned out to be on a sort of timer. The helpful people from the Grey Lynn library said that that happens sometimes. Fortunately it was a pleasant sunny day and everybody was happy and a hippy guy was playing the guitar (he was good) so we had a jovial outdoor time. Bob arrived from Christchurch with Ragh the FunTime Dinosaur, so we assembled him and guarded him from the gentle zephyrs that kept knocking him over. Eventually the inexplicably non-opening lock opened inexplicably, and we went inside to set up tables.
Once this was complete, we got down to the serious business of buying stuff from each other. I now have many fine comics and zines I didn’t have before, and a goodly number of people have FunTimes. There were plenty of punks and geeks and vegans and anarchists and all the other sorts of people who make zines.
I ran my workshop on Jam Comics, which didn’t really finish but instead spilled over into lots of people passing around pages and filling in panels. It was most gratifying to see people carrying the pages back and forth and seeking out new people to add to them. I distributed free copies of my little textbook liberally around the venue.
Later I had another fine dinner with Annette and JSR. This time we made it to Tanuki’s Yakitori Grotto, where we ate many excellent varieties of meat-on-a-stick. They also took me on a whirlwind tour of the World of Warcraft, which was fun.
From there, I proceeded to the Zinefest After Party, where I was highly impressed by the air-metal vampire stylings of the Invasion of the Mutant Space Bats of Doom. They rock.