I was recently contacted by Ruth Littner, a friend from SUNY Buffalo whom I haven’t seen or spoken to since the ’70s. (Ah, the wonders of Facebook!)

She said she was taking a writing workshop with Jonathan Maberry in which my name came up, and mentioned that she had a photo of me from those days. This stunned me, because I don’t remember ever posing for any, and the only pictures I have of myself from back then are but small head shots on my student IDs.

Better think twice before looking below. Once seen, it cannot be unseen. (more…)

ComicCon and Readercon are now over, and surprisingly, I still managed to have fun at the latter even with the sad conflict that kept me away from it while working the former.

How is that possible? I had a solution.

Check out the fun I had, as dear friends and colleagues did their best to help me forget I was missing my first Readercon ever.

Rose Fox

Thank you, committee, for providing me with a name badge! (more…)

I’ve taken restaurant advice from Man v. Food plenty of times. Last year, I took restaurant advice from Food Wars. But it wasn’t until Comic-Con 2012 that I ate at a restaurant I learned about from boingboing.

Slater’s 50/50 is known for its signature burger made of 50% ground beef and 50% ground bacon, but what attracted my attention was the Burger of the Month for July (covered with astonishment by boingboing, The Huffington Post and a ton of other sites)—The ‘merica Burger!

Why were they all so aghast? Because The ‘merica Burger—as you can see from the sign below, which is hung between the restaurant’s restrooms—is composed of “100% ground bacon plus thick cut bacon, a sunny side up egg, our new ‘bacon island’ dressing all topped with bacon cheddar cheese.”

Yowza!

When I read the article, I wondered where the restaurant serving this limited-time burger was located, and after seeing it was in San Diego, I thought—Wait a minute! I’ll be in San Diego this month! So you know I had to try one. After all, when Kraze Burgers, a Korean hamburger chain, opened its first location in the U.S., I was there.

So late last night, once I was able to take a break from covering Comic-Con, I headed off to Slater’s 50/50 with frequent foodie adventurer Mike Willmoth at the wheel and his artist friend Franchesco riding shotgun. (more…)

Those of you who know that I’ve attended every Readercon since the first in 1987—I believe I’m the only person to have done that save for a few of the committee members—will understand the sadness I felt when I learned that in 2012, it would conflict with the San Diego Comic-Con, which I cover each year on behalf of Blastr.

A Readercon without Scott Edelman? Inconceivable! (Well, to me, at least.) Something had to be done … but what?

This!

One of those two men above is now in San Diego, filing copy, while the other is whooping it up in Burlington. I leave it to you to decide which one of us is where.

If you run across me at Readercon, you’ll see I’ve asked attendees to snap photos with me and either email them or tweet using the hashtag #ReaderconScott.

And what do you know, the first sighting of Edelman in the wild has already occurred … (more…)

Considering I spent about 13 hours yesterday either in my hotel room or the hotel lobby prepping Comic-Con stories for Blastr, it’s amazing anything strange was able to happen to me, since what kind of strange stuff could likely happen while I’m alone in my hotel room? (Please … don’t let your minds go there.)

In any case, when I finally made it more than 100 yards from my laptop and over to the Random House party at Bootlegger, I ended up in a conversation with Vladimir Verano of Third Place Press, who at one point looked at my badge and wondered why he knew my name. Then the proverbial light bulb went on over his head, and from his bag he pulled a galley of Sean Howe’s upcoming history of Marvel Comics in the ’70s, Marvel Comics: The Untold Story.

That’s coincidental enough, but the really strange thing? From the placement of his bookmark, I could see that he’d just, and I do mean just, gotten to the part where I came in.

At Vladimir’s request, I autographed the page where I first appeared, even though my desire to read Sean’s book and find out what really happened back then when I was too busy living it to pay attention is so great that I’d rather have created a distraction (Look—George R. R. Martin!) and then dashed from the bar with it under my arm. But I behaved.

So is that serendipitous enough for you?

I’ll be heading off to Comic-Con tomorrow, which I’ll be covering on behalf of Blastr, as I’ve been doing since 2007. (Covering Comic-Con, that is, not covering it on behalf of Blastr, since at times I was doing it for the previous incarnations of either SCI FI Wire or Science Fiction Weekly.)

Each of those years gave me the gift of an encounter that stood out above all others, a special moment that had to do with the kid inside of me, and not with the me who was there reporting to the world what was going on in San Diego. (Not that those two me’s can always be separated.)

Here’s a photo a year, capturing those moments.

2007

Catching up with former boss Stan Lee, who dubbed me “Sparkling” Scott Edelman back in the ’70s when I worked for him in the Bullpen—because everyone who works at Marvel needs a nickname, right?

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I shared a 1917 infographic about aviation with you last week that shows how far we’ve come in nearly a century, and now I’ll share an advertisement from an earlier edition of the same newspaper that reflects the passage of time in an entirely different way—for it’s filled with the names of famous people whose patronage is supposed to make us desire a product—and 98 years after their fame, I have no idea who any of these people were!

Time doesn’t always erase the famous. After all, last year I showed you an 1898 ad for Vin Mariani in which the product was touted by the likes of Jules Verne, Emile Zola, and Alexandre Dumas. But as for these famous men and women, who thought that “Peps possess a real germ-killing quality” in the November 7, 1914 issue of The Graphic, I don’t recognize a single name.

Do you? Take a look at the ad below, and then tell me whether—without doing online searches—the names carry any meaning for you.

Give up? I did.

But here’s what I learned from my own Googling. (more…)

We all remember why Peter Parker decided that with great power came great responsibility, right? It’s because way back during his first appearance in Amazing Fantasy #15, Spider-Man decided that “from now on I just look out for Number One,” and let a common criminal get away …

… resulting in … well … you know how that decision turned out. Bye bye, Uncle Ben!

And it was all Peter’s fault.

But if you’d first encountered Spider-Man via his second appearance, you would have found a subtly different origin path. (more…)

Earlier this week, I looked through the July issues of various magazines I own from the mid-19th through the early 20th Century in search of something appropriate for a 4th of July post, and came up empty.

I was sure there’d be a suitable essay or cartoon in the July 7th, 1917 issue of The Graphic—after all, there was a war on, so surely there’d be patriotism on display—but no. Oh, the newspaper’s pages were filled with some nice pictures of Woodrow Wilson and the War Cabinet, and a few over-the-top rants against Junkerdom, but nothing beautiful or funny or poetic or uplifting. And so … no July 4th post.

But I did find something intriguing—a large page of charts and graphs published under the collective header, “When We All Take to the Air: Post-War Propositions for Commercial Aeronautics.”

Check below to see Lord Montagu’s ideas for how to divvy up airspace, the estimated annual cost of running a London-Paris air route, and the distances covered in one hour by different methods of transportation of the day.

Note the warning that with the coming age of non-military aviation, “there may be a revival of smuggling.”

Please forgive the imperfection of the scanning. I don’t own a scanner large enough to accommodate the magazine’s 15.75″ x 11.25″ sheets, and so had to create this image out of two scans. I hope you enjoy it anyway!

Another month gone by, another batch of dreams, these with guest stars such as Anthony Bourdain, Public Enemy, Steve Martin, Julie Schwartz, Harry Morgan, Tommy Tune and more. Here’s what I tweeted last month, perhaps delivering some sort of rough poetry because of their proximity to each other.

JUNE 2012

I dreamt Dan Perez regaled me with wild tales of his UK road trips, especially the troubles he got into in small villages not on any map. 29 Jun

I dreamt I attended my first George Formby Society convention, but there was a Russian there who would only talk, talk, talk about trains. 28 Jun

I dreamt I drove through Denver, numbers popping up on objects as though I was in a video game. They vanished to musical notes as I passed. 28 Jun

I dreamt I visited a fortune teller and asked, “Will I be tried for murder?” But I had no memory of killing, so my own question confused me. 27 Jun

I dreamt I wandered Texas with friends in search of BBQ, but wherever we stopped — no BBQ! Just lots and lots of old people line dancing. 27 Jun

I dreamt I played catch with Anthony Bourdain and his kid using a huge jawbreaker. Later, I decided to bake them my grandma’s mandel bread. 27 Jun

I dreamt I was chased through a forest by tiny flying robots. But before I either was caught or got clean away, I woke. So — no ending! 26 Jun

I dreamt I owned a trumpet which, when blown, opened a gateway to another dimension. I peered across, but woke before stepping through. 26 Jun

I dreamt I helped the Stark kids escape, which involved pushing an evil dwarf off a cliff, then pushing a great stone on top of him. 26 Jun

I dreamt an old HS friend went into an Apple store while I waited out front, and never came out. Eventually, I looked inside. He was gone. 25 Jun (more…)