Before I tell you this story, I need to tell you another story. . . I typically attend multiple conventions per year. Last year I attended Blizzcon and GenCon on the dime of Upper Deck. I judge tournaments for them and, in turn, they fly me to cool places, put me up in a hotel, feed me, pay me enough to feed myself and give me some cool swag for my troubles. I also live in Atlanta, so I attend DragonCon every year since it just involves me driving 30 minutes down the road. In 2008 at GenCon I was talking to some of the Upper Deck folks who were lamenting the fact that they had four convention weekends in a row. The cons, in order, were San Diego Comicon, GenCon, Blizzcon and PAX (which was the same weekend as DragonCon). For those who attend conventions, they tend to be enjoyable affairs where the players and attendees see and buy cool stuff. For workers, it’s also enjoyable, but it’s also a lot of hard work, sore feet, scratchy throats and long days (and nights). Doing this four weekends in a row of this is a true test of endurance.