Time to talk about beginnings, or rather middles, because going back to the beginning of my cosplay would take you all the way back to childhood halloweens, and my high school halloween dance cardboard and tinfoil armor suit. As much as those are fond memories, I think it best to go to the start of my adult cosplay and convention going.

This is me, in my daughters booth at the Calgary Expo in 2014 putting her/my No-Face costume. It was my first convention, and boy was I in for a great time.

I wandered around, scaring people because I had a cable that lifted the face into a mouth when I offered people gold (werther’s) and when they looked up from the gold all they saw was a great big mouth.

The reactions were priceless, and I hope I remember some of those faces until the day I shuffle off this mortal coil.

This event really opened my eyes, on just how wonderful the cosplay community can be. As the center of attention, (Note: do not put on a flashy or attention drawing costume if you want to move quickly, the picture takers are happily everywhere), I was treated to an incredibly affirming experience. Comments about the costume, and how good it was, and excitement in people at seeing a favored set of characters. (My son and his girlfriend were Sen and Haku).

But what really struck me, as sometimes I would simply stand and pretend to be part of the shops display, or a mannequin next to a booth, was observing how those attending would treat each other. Complements on costumes were more about the effort and recognition of characters, than the accuracy or quality. Polite requests for photographs, and people dodging around the picture takers to make room so they don’t spoil the shot. The way any character would pose, or make the moment the best they could for those strangers taking their pictures. And on one or two occasions when I just had to get somewhere quickly, were gracious when I was forced to decline another photograph.

After that year was the twisted Alice and Wonderland (where Ax Rabbit came from and when we finally convinced my wife to join in the fun, and totally did not fit with the abmiance of the Once Upon a Time group in this picture) , and on the 50th Anniversary, the 60’s Adam West Batman, may he rest in peace. I even tried to do another No-Face this year, but walked it into a parking sign on the way to the event and ruined it before the fun even started.

So I now find myself on new cosplay journey, helping my daughter once again. I was technically helping with the No-Face, as it was a promotional costume we auctioned off during the show at her booth. Really though I got way more out of that experience than what it eventually sold for, and I am VERY sorry I did not get the top bid, but it just didn’t seem fair if I won.

Now the boring bits about me. I’ve been a software guy for as long as I can remember, starting my programming on an Atari 800Xl with a cassette tape storage. Been doing programming ever since, including company websites and at least one online games of some note. (I may do a blog about that if it’s ever appropriate, it had pirates.) I am now working for a Company that builds flight planning software.

So naturally I am here to help with the website, and whatever else this old boy has learned over the years after starting several software focused companies.

I look forward to writing more blogs, a bit of a first for me, and connecting with all the folks that come to this site. I’m one very introverted person, and you can’t imagine the apprehension of putting on the Adam West tights when I’m 60LB overweight. Funny thing was about that, I only heard one negative comment about my weight in that costume the entire weekend, from a guy on the C-Train platform that was obviously not going to the convention. At the convention itself, I had nothing but acceptance. In my experience, people seem to follow Wheatons Law when they are there.

I better end this. I think I have gone well into the tldr; range, but hey, I’m new at this so please be kind.