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1001 Black Men #751: The Brothers of Comic-Con, 2014

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I created a special background pattern just for this year’s Comic-Con drawings. The background in this drawing is one of the variations.

I saw this brother in the audience at a very cool panel on the final day of Comic-Con. I don’t know the official topic or the title of the panel, but it featured Jeremy Love, the artist and writer of the graphic novel Bayou.

Ajuan Mance

1001 Black Men #750: The Brothers of Comic-Con, 2014

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I noticed this brother just after we got through the Comic-Con check-in line, at the San Diego Convention Center.

He got my attention because he and I were on the same mission. After Comic-Con check-in, attendees recieve a program, a souvenir book, a lanyard, and the cherished Comic-Con shoulder bag. The thing is, there are several different bag designs. They’re all the same shape and size, but each features one of several different television series or movie cast photos or a drawing of comic book hero.

If you’re a Comic-Con veteran, then you know to hover around the different bag stations until the volunteers start passing out a design you like. This brother got one of the coolest bags of the year, featuring an image from the original live action Batman series.

Alas, I had to settle for a Vampire Diaries bag. For the first time since I started attending the Con, The Big Bang Theory did not produce a souvenir bag. Four Big Bang Theory bags in a row will have to be enough. The irony is that I’ve never even watched Vampire Diaries. The bag will make a great gift for some one who does.

Ajuan Mance

1001 Black Men #743

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We had a hot spell a couple weeks ago. (To be perfectly honest, we’re having a hot spell right now.) In mid July, though, the temperatures rose even higher than they are right now, and brothers all over the Bay Area shucked their shirts in an effort to beat the heat. Driving along Bancroft Avenue (in Oakland) on my way to Zocalo Cafe (in San Leandro), it seemed like there were shirtless men on every corner between Hegenberger and 98th. Oddly, though, they didn’t seem any more comfortable than the guys who were fully clothed. The placebo effective of removing one’s shirt was not working for them at all.

Ajuan Mance