So, I couldn't sleep. Here's the update sooner than I had anticipated.

And thus was Book Expo. The view from our booth, my day spent staring at a cardboard-picard and the booth for Archaia Studios booth.

Free book pile 1.
Pictured is North World, an Oni graphic novel handed to me by the author. He was handing out copies to publishers.
2 Street Fighter mangas given to me by our lovely booth neighbors Udon. They had been to the Vegas Capcom event, so we'd spent a lot of time together in the past few days. Nice guys.
Vacation, a proof copy of an upcoming book from McSweeneys. (Not pictured, another McSweeneys book that I didn't photograph because it may be given away as a surprise gift.)
A book entitled The North Pole, a journal of a 70 year old's trip there on the Russian nuclear icebreaker.

Free book pile 2
Los Angeles Graffiti.
A signed & numbered copy of Cory Doctorow's Futuristic Tales of the Here and Now.
Joe Casey's Nixon's Pals.
Warren Ellis's Fell.
The 50th issue of The Believer
Catalogs from Actar, Top Shelf, Princeton Architectural Press, Mark Batty Publisher and Gestalten. Now I can drool over expensive art books.

A copy of Los Angeles Graffiti. One of the folks from Mark Batty Publisher was nice enough to accept a barter for this book. Turns out Roger Gastman did both this and my all time favorite graffiti book Freight Train Graffiti. I'm happy to own this. I need more graffiti books. Thank you MBP.

My second favorite score of the show. At the final seconds of the show as everyone in the comics ghetto was packing up, I found this sitting out. It was the last book out and they were just leaving it because of a smudge on the corner of the cover. It cleaned off with some water. My life needs more photos of Labbits.


A fantastic catalog from Gestalten publishers. Their free handout had this amazing die cut cover. It was nice to see them pour such quality into their catalogs as they do their fantastic art books.

Strangely, a lot of the booths had a buttons as handouts. A lot of nicely designed selection. The "Why work..." button I didn't get at the show, but was a gift from my step mother.
The show was slow and easy. A good prep for the upcoming hell that SDCC will be.
I gave a ride to 3 strangers from NYC who knocked on my window at an intersection. They couldn't catch a cab and needed to get to a BEA after party. I was driving with no shoes on cause my feet hurt from walking so much and I was listening to some hip-hop on the stereo. I took the 3 strangers in suits into my car and talked about the evolution of lower Manhattan. After we collectively figured out where they were going, they paid me $20 bucks for my time. I was offered entrance to their posh afterparty which focused on marketing books to the AARP market. Everyone was well dressed and as much as I love weird, I was too exhausted to take their invite. I just went home to watch Iron Monkey in my empty apartment.
Combined with the Vegas trip, I'm exhausted and in need of a weekend.