Sleepless and Seattle
Man, that Better Call Saul finale was perfect.
In the meantime, we here at 3W3MHQ are recovering from last weekend’s appearance at the Emerald City Comic Convention up in Seattle. The whole creative team was there with the flannelled masses and --due to popular demand!-- I did NOT attend because of some personal matters back in my neck of the woods.
If you missed it, though, you missed a lot. Once again, the team mingled with some of the fascinating Founders.
Plus, the team signed many, many copies of whatever got thrown in front of the Mikes and Jon.
NOTE: We want to give a big thanks to our friends at ReedPop and ComicSketchArt for the work in helping organize everything for us at the shows.
The next stop for the 3W/3M train is LA, where they will be signing all the SOURCEBOOK hardcovers and art prints for Year One paid subscribers, and then off to the New York City Comic Convention, where we will finally face off against our deadly enemies the Jets and the Sharks in a dance off at the gym!
We will have more info on the NYCC appearance in the coming weeks. Hope to see you there!
We’ve been working on a boatload of comics content coming your way.
The biggest immediate concern, though, has been getting the Hardcover version of the [SYSTEMS] SOURCEBOOK pulled together at the quality we want.
It has certainly a great deal of our time and resources, so I’ve had to put much of our attention there- some spectacular stories are indeed coming, though, and I promise you will be knocked out when you see what we have in store for Year Two!
NOTE: This has nothing to do with 3W3M, so you can skip this if that’s what you’re scrolling for!
But it IS a comics-adjacent story.
It’s a tale I’ve rarely told, but —since my daughter was lucky enough to hear it last night — I’m gonna share it with you!
You may like it because it starts out as a moderately interesting anecdote …and then I dork it all up Wacker-style!
The story is all about Seinfeld (it’s a little know sit-com from the 90s. Ask your still-single uncle about it…or an Exec on Netflix’s Acquisitions team.)
Anyway, back in the mid-90s, I lived in sunny LA, where I had dreams of becoming a Jack Lemmon for the Pepsi Generation.
A buddy of mine in my acting class (Wuzzup, Beverly Hills Playhouse!) worked on the show in some tech capacity as a Gaffer, or Best Boy… or something like that. He would also sometimes be seen in the background on the show. (He’s one of the guys with “D-E-V-I-L-S” painted on their chests if you remember the New Jersey Devils episode.)
Luckily enough for me, we were paired for a scene in class (which he probably nailed because he was pretty good) and the easiest place for him to rehearse because of his shooting schedule was in front of the Seinfeld set after hours. (I don’t know that there’s an equivalent show in terms of audience size today, but this was a massive, massive coup in 1995. I couldn’t wait to get there and slide Kramer-ly through Jerry’s door.)
While rehearsing, he gave me a quick tour of the set, and I noticed the famous magnet of Superman standing arms-akimbo on Jerry’s refrigerator was missing, so I asked about it, and Dave said that it had been stolen. That’s when my –usually dim-- lightbulb went off.
While I did not have a classic Garcia-Lopez/Giordano Superman magnet back at my house, I did happen to have a magnet with Action Comics #1, so the next time we rehearsed, I brought the magnet with me and put it up on the fridge.
Cool, right? A tiny little part of TV history if I had stopped there. Now the dorky part…
Embarrassingly, I also put a sticky note on the back with my phone number and a request for a part on the show. Awesome, baller move! Sure to start me on my path to stardom … and eventually lead to a job as an editor for a fledgling, creator-owned comics company 27 years later!
Anyway, a few weeks later, the magnet started popping up on the show (minus the cringe-y sticky note), and I’m pretty sure it stayed on until the end…though they did seem to find another full-sized Superman somewhere along the way.
The epilogue of it all is that I did finally appear on the show…kinda… My friend and I were part of the audience watching Jerry’s opening stand-up set at the beginning of an episode.1
Anyway, that’s my almost 30-year-old comics-related brush with fame. I can’t wait to read this on Deadline!
I gotta get a kid to school, so only one Q today!
Max S sez:
One thing I think the team should bring to future cons are stacks of QR code stickers to give away with the 3W3M logo in the middle that direct people to a landing page for the Substack. I think it would really help bring in people passing by the booth (or a sticker planted in the wild) that aren't already subscribed.
That’s a good idea for down the line. One thing that you have not seen yet is the card that will be coming to you as part of the subscriber benefits package. It indeed has a QR code right on it to identify yourself as a legit Thwimmer!
We should show you that card soon. In fact, maybe we should even upgrade it somehow… Hmm. Stay tuned.
That’s it for this week. Be on the lookout for our next live draw now that del Mundo is back home, and leave any questions about comics, Seinfeld, or Jon’s ad-libbing habits in the comments below!
Being a serious actor, I obviously had a whole backstory for my character. See, I was a dirtbag lawyer named ‘Kin Kennedy.’ I had been doing hard time up in Sing-Sing for personality fraud and extremely petty larceny. Sure, I had my battles with the law…and the bottle…but now I was trying to go straight. Straight, see!? Just takin’ my girl to see one of them hot-shot New York stand-ups and maybe a burger at the Howard Johnsons after. Just a regular evening for ol’ Kin Kennedy. I didn’t see nothin’, copper!!