It’s that special time of the year once again — lines will be formed, people will show up in unusual outfits and money will disappear from wallets — traded for plastic goods. (gods?)
Conventions are always holidays for collectors; giving them (us) a chance to purchase the things they (we) obsess about. Oh, and also, there’s the slight chance to feel empty afterwards, after being toyconned into buying over-priced goods. (But this …