Tlönista

I’ve been sitting on this one a while, as you can tell. Broken up into parts for your convenience.

1 “Angoulême is old, old, old”
2 General overview of demographics, genres, comix culture and industry in France
3 A very short glossary
4 Playing the bass
5 Gatecrashing
6 Notes on the panels
7 Schtroumpfs noirs
8 Party in the alt comix tent
9 Readers on the lawn of the Hôtel de Ville
10 “Je tombe amoureuse”

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Yesterday I went to Trafalgar Square to give out free hugs with other Couchsurfing people. Couchsurfing, for those not in the know: you know when you’re only in town for a couple of days so you just sleep on a friend’s couch or whatever? Couchsurfing is the same deal, except instead of a friend, it’s a perfect stranger! And it’s not creepy at all.

Anyway, afterwards the horde of CSers went to a Samuel Smith pub; the downstairs had been reserved but it was still super-crowded because so many people had come out. Jae, you would have loved it.

I fell in with a group of people who knew each other from college and got to talking about travelling and nerd stuff and what not, and after a while we went out and meandered through Soho in the rainy Saturday night, to a bar and a restaurant and then another bar…had a terrific time. And today is my pottering-around-the-house day and Jennie has promised banane-et-nutelle crêpes for dinner.