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When K-9 shot in San Diego in 1988, I remember waking up with a hangover one morning after a night carousing with the film crew, then stumbling out of the elevator in my hotel in search of coffee to find myself surrounded by costumed figures. I had no clue what the hell was going on. Turns out, it was the first day of Comic-Con, an event I’d never heard of before. A surreal few minutes before I learned what the deal was. Much smaller event back then, but still quite a presence in the city. Nothing like today.
To all of you attendees this year, good luck and send photos!