From: ph111-dz@violet.berkeley.edu (david mou)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.anime
Subject: Re: Notes from San Diego Comic Convention
Date: 18 Aug 1992 10:03:15 GMT
Organization: studio 3x3, a.b.
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I've been almost afraid to follow-up, since this would then get excessively
long.  But I must say that following Mike T. arould is like reading an Anime
Enquirer; if Carl Macek is sleeping in an oxygen chamber we'd be the first to 
know.  But anyway, on with San Diego.

In article <1992Aug17.184917.2466@nic.csu.net> shogun@sutro.SFSU.EDU (Mike M. Tatsugawa) writes:
>As usual, San Diego Comic Con was the heart of all business activity
>in the comic industry, but a lot of neat things regarding the anime
>industry were flying around.

I've been walking in the Con at least 10 miles a day, for reasons too 
disgusting to relate here.  Let's say this year there were a lot more hand-
shook than dollars exchanged.  Vote Democrat!

One thing I heard is that Urotsuki Doji might, just might, get subbed.

>
>Cal-Animage and Anime Berkeley have reconciliated after a long
>drinking spree in Tijuana.  The 4 year rivalry ended in Margaritaville
>when Dave Mou and Mike Tatsugawa, in a drunken stupor, agreed that TJ
>would make an inexpensive site for a future collaborative anime
>convention.  More info later...

As if you want the full glory details......

It was Saturday afternoon.  I was feeling rather tired and dejected (again
for reasons too disgusting to relate here, but may be further elaborated by
Tonghyun or Albert.) when I bumped into Mike.  Lacking better things to do,
I followed him around, got lost, bumped into Albert & Ricky, and ended up 
in the video room, where I bumped into Cal Animage old timers.  Conversations
lead to, of course, July 4, 1993, and what would be an appropriate name 
should there be another name change.

"How about Anime Fest"

"Anime Festival"

"Ricky's got one.  Anime Jubilee"

"Anime Bonanza"

"Anime Mobius"

"Anime Party"

"Anime Orgy"

"Anime 0093"

"How about A93 - Mike's Counter Attack"

"...hi Mike."  ^_^;;

Having met up with Mike, I managed to relate 200 out of thousands of reasons 
why I stayed in the con.  Then all of a sudden Mike came up with the idea of
going to TJ, and Robert G. is going to show Terasawa around town..... sure.

2 hrs later, no Robert and no GoH.  Oh well, Mike, Teresa, Albert, Vance Hu,
Dana Fong, and I would do.  We would drive our cars to the border, and then
walk across to TJ.  It was nearly 11 pm, and the U.S.-Mexican border is the
perfect place to get inspirations for Kujaku-oh.  I felt more at ease when
one taxi driver stepped in front of us and said 'tyotto matte' of which the 
reply I gave was 'doke'.  With a smile, of course.

After 3 miles of walking it finally occured to me that Mike was in fact 
scouting for the site of AnimeFiesta 94.  The advantages would be (a) to 
spread the wealth of anime through an internationally cooperative atmosphere,
(b) cheaper, (c) easy women, (d) drinking under 18, and (e) party all 
night.  Albert, the more conservative of the bunch, would call it 
AnimeFiasco 94.  We walk on as we inhale the aura of native Mexican stream.

Mike finally took us to a small, humid, crowded, loud, and altogether 
dangerous looking place, with no cover charge.  A round of margaritta
later people are feeling better.  Dana stopped moving, Vance was ready to
puke, and Albert stopped holding the Swiss knife in his pocket.  Mike was
in such a good mood he took Teresa and I to the floor for a jam session.
Too bad there was no camera - Who would have thought Dave would be dancing
with Mike as early as 1992.  I was feeling so good I gave full endorsement
of Anime Baja to AnimeFiasco.  Shogun was a human afterall... ^_;

We started to walk back and tried to pick up some souvenirs.  Mike was in 
quest for the cheapest taquilla in town.  I saw some Rolex, but didn't pick
up any (the switch knives next to them are tempting however).  Vance picked 
up a chess set, which turned out to be 20 pounds for the next 5 miles.  
The Animag duo went digging further, but couldn't find any clay Gundam.
At the end all we could think about is to put the right foot in front of the 
left foot.  On our way home .....	


"Hey, that Dana Fong guy is pretty quiet."

"You'd be pretty quiet if you have to walk 5 miles, have 1 taquilla, and then
walk 5 miles back."

... and then we wondered how Char would sound like in Spanish.

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                     David "wanna Gundam poster?" Mou