Releasing my inner nerd at Baltimore Comic Con

Photo by DC Nerd

I’m headed up the road this weekend to Maryland for the 14th annual Baltimore Comic Con. It’s my first comic book-sci-fi-fantasy convention and I really have no idea what to expect.

Ostensibly, I’m going to Baltimore Comic Con to do a travel piece on comic book conventions and photograph some interesting people dressed in cool costumes. But I really can’t deny that I’ll probably get my geek on, as well.

Luckily for me, my friend Chris, a veteran convention-goer  known on flickr as DC Nerd, has graciously agreed to show me the ropes. Chris has been to dozens of these things and has scored a picture and autograph with a long list of celebrity attendees, including just about anyone who has ever served in Starfleet.

My wife is a little nervous that I’ll go to Comic Con and pick up another time-consuming, money-sucking hobby. Between social media conferences, travel blogging conventions and photography seminars, my calender is already pretty full for this year.

I, on the other hand, am more worried about what to wear.  I went through my t-shirt drawer and couldn’t find anything suitable. I had a Batman t-shirt at one time but it’s long gone. One thing is for sure, even the $1,000 grand prize isn’t enough to get me to dress up in costume. I even hate dressing up for Halloween, though one time I did wear a bathrobe to a screening of the The Big Lebowski.

I’m guessing my friend Chris won’t have that problem. Here’s one of my favorite photos of him with that guy from the Priceline commercials.
Star Trek William Shatner
Photos of cosplayers at the Philadelphia Comic Con in May 2013 and of William Shatner are copyrighted by DC Nerd. They are used here with permission.

Joe Newman

I'm Joe Newman, multi-media story teller, non-profit do-gooder, international street photographer, serious poker player, intrepid traveler. Bourbon drinker.

7 Comments
  • Janice

    September 6, 2013 at 4:31 pm

    I’m finding it hard to believe this is your first comic book convention!

    • Joe Newman

      September 6, 2013 at 4:34 pm

      It’s true! You’re thinking of that Brony convention! :p

      • Janice

        September 6, 2013 at 4:51 pm

        I’m thankful I have a big brother to keep me up to date on the matters at hand.

  • Satu VW

    September 9, 2013 at 12:50 pm

    This is a world I know NOTHING about!! But on a different note, there’s an invite for you in my blog to join and capture some colours if you like, thought that you could have some amazing entries!

  • […] I went to Baltimore Comic Con with Chris because I thought it would be a great place to take pictures (my current geeky obsession) but my own journey into the heart of nerdness started decades earlier. As a child of the 70s, I plopped down a couple quarters each month for the latest issue of Captain America and Falcoln and whatever other title caught my eye. I’m not sure why or how I became a fan of Cap and what that says about the kind of kid I was or the type of adult I became — but I’m pretty sure there’s something in there that’s pretty telling. […]

  • […] I went to Baltimore Comic Con with Chris because I thought it would be a great place to take pictures (my current geeky obsession) but my own journey into the heart of nerdness started decades earlier. As a child of the 70s, I plopped down a couple quarters each month for the latest issue of Captain America and Falcoln and whatever other title caught my eye. I’m not sure why or how I became a fan of Cap and what that says about the kind of kid I was or the type of adult I became — but I’m pretty sure there’s something in there that’s pretty telling. […]

  • […] I went to Baltimore Comic Con with Chris because I thought it would be a great place to take pictures (my current geeky obsession) but my own journey into the heart of nerdness started decades earlier. As a child of the 70s, I plopped down a couple quarters each month for the latest issue of Captain America and Falcoln and whatever other title caught my eye. I’m not sure why or how I became a fan of Cap and what that says about the kind of kid I was or the type of adult I became — but I’m pretty sure there’s something in there that’s pretty telling. […]