WOW. That’s all I have to say about Dragon*Con this year– wow. I could honestly sit here and tell you stories all day. I could tell you how I made friends with an Owen cosplayer who looks just like Chris Pratt, or how I went to a Star Wars-themed rave and danced with a guy in a Richard Nixon mask, a bald eagle wrapped in an American flag and Abraham Lincoln, or the impromptu dance party with Thing 1 and Thing 2 and Rocket Raccoon that I joined, or a million other things. But I don’t have that much time, so I’ll show you the many adventures of Ian and Claire through pictures.
If you or anyone you know is in these pictures, please let me know so I can give credit!
I met my new friend Aaron twice over the weekend. As you can see, he’s an awesome Chris Pratt doppelganger, and while he may not have been the best person I met there all weekend… actually, yeah. Yeah, he was the best person I met there all weekend.
A Jurassic Park cosplay group without a Malcolm? Well, not anymore! (If any of these cosplayers are reading this, I love you and I wish I could’ve stayed with you longer. Please notice me, Senpais.)
I can’t begin to describe how happy I was to see another Malcolm (and a really awesome one too! Look at the accurate leg tourniquet! The water glass! The face wounds!) or the thoroughly inhuman noise that came out of my mouth when I saw him, which probably made every dog within a 50-mile radius go ballistic. If you’re reading this, Malcolm guy, please accept this as my formal apology for breaking con etiquette and bear-hugging you with little to no warning.
I’d also like to apologize to the several Alan Grants who I ran up to and screeched about pictures before unexpectedly side-hugging. You guys are the real MVPs.
It can’t be overstated how many Owens and Claires I met, or how awesome they all were. I’d hoped that JW would be huge this year, but I had no idea just how huge it would be, so I was pleasantly surprised.
Malcolm met his old nemesis.
Lots of margaritas were rescued. (I’m posing like a dork in that last one because come on, could you stop laughing if Margarita Guy was saving his babies right in front of you?)
This is one of the best pictures I got the whole time. Malcolm was really in over his head here, but he kept his cool for a second before being mauled.
Malcolm got to meet his biggest fanboy…
..and the original raptor hunter himself. As well as a few others:
Claire also met a few new friends, too:
I was lucky enough to watch the Dragon*Con Parade, where Jurassic Park was represented very nicely and hilariously:
I saw some other amazing people as well, who had nothing to do with Jurassic Park but who deserve recognition regardless:
And finally, check out the swag I picked up: