Dragon*Con 2006 - The Report

I've been delaying my report on Dragon*Con this year for a few reasons, none of which I will share with you at this time. I was going to report on the panels I attended, the bands I heard, the costumes I saw, the celebrities I talked with in the bar, and the general party atmosphere over 4 days, 3 nights, 3 hotel conference centers, and various hotel rooms. But instead I'm going to sum up Dragon*Con in a different way

Dragon*Con is for Whores. I don't mean this in a bad way. I'm a whore. That's what I went there to do. I went to party and push my website, t-shirts and books. I gave away buttons with my website logo and business cards left and write. I was a whore for my website. But I'm not the only one. About 95% of the people at Dragon*Con are there to whore themselves or their business.

Every single Dragon*Con attendee is one or more of the following:

• In costume (in your underwear, almost naked or wearing a kilt count)

• A director of a major motion picture

• A director of a soon to be major motion picture

• A directory of photography of a soon to be major motion picture

• A writer

• A “writer/director” of a fan film (and I use all of those terms loosely)

• An artist

• Selling product (books, movies, stuff, pictures of themselves, etc)

• Selling themselves (stars, bands, girls with candy bras, etc)

• Someone wanting to see/buy any of the above (this is only 5% of the people).

And I can't wait to do it again next year.

Oh yes, I almost forgot - Dragon*Con should be called "Breast*Con".

What? Huh?

Recent times have been disorienting.
Lots of things spinning around.
Confusion hits me at every turn.
...

Where was I?

Dragon*Con, Shout Outs

Dragon*Con is over. I have returned, but I have not recovered from the experiences (Imay be hungover for several days). Updates will be posted in here, along with a page of pictures - all will be posted by the end of the week.

I handed out a lot of buttons and cards, if you got any of these and have found your way to this site, please use this Contact Us link or post on the Regis Jack MySpace page.

Iwould like to send his applogies to the girl I met on the 21st floor on Saturday. I did come back to check on you but you were gone. Sorry it took so long for me to return (I blame Jay).

One more thing, if you have a picture of me in some compromising position, I would love to see them and use them for X-mas cards.

Dragon*Con and the Rebirth of RegisJack

It's been quite on the website for a few months. Some people thought that I may have given up, stopped writing, or even committed suicide. Where is the Regis Jack everyone knows and loves?

He was dead. But not anymore.

Regis Jack will be at Dragon@Con this weekend, wearing his kilt, giving away buttons, signing autographs (for the few that may actually care), and displaying a few of the new graphics found on the T-shirts at regisjack.com.

I believe I have create some of the most offensive T-shirts that even hardcore people wouldn't dare wear them. If you haven't seen my line of “Suicide Shirts”, go back to regisjack.com and check out the store. I'm not just saying this to sell shit, it's dare. And if promoting suicide is too much for you, there are some religious items that are basic, but will piss off any Christian you may find.

So as I, Regis Jack, become reborn, I begin writing again, continuing my work on, “Probe of Uranus”, a humorous SciFi novella about a guy who wants to use a time machine to get laid, but ends up as the key to the destruction of the universe. It will have humor, sex, rape, death, time travel, space ships and some scenes that may be too much for a traditional publisher, so you will have to find it on my website.

Ok, enough self promotion, I'll do enough of that at Dragon*Con.

If you see me there, say hi – I'll be easy to spot - not young, bald, denim kilt, flashing lights, lots of buttons attached to give away, painted nails, rosary, and talking a lot to people I don't even know. I won't be the most freaky person there, just freaky enough to get some attention. You will find me anywhere Traci Lords goes, at the nightly drum circles, or otherwise looking to get laid.

So, alas, I must sign off as I head down to Atlanta, Ga for Dragon*Con 2006.