I barely made it to APE. I ran in en route to somewhere else just long enough to meet and chat with Brandon Dayton, whom I had to meet (had to). I knew Tom Neely was there and I wanted to buy something from him (I dreamed that night that I had), I wanted to shake Keith Knight's hand, and I just learned, just now, that Kate Beaton was there. Kate Beaton, people. And I missed the opportunity to slobber all over her hand.
I'm definitely going to avoid learning who else I missed.
I will say though that even in my brief view, APE was awesome and I want to go back. All this great indie stuff.
At least I left with a copy of Brandon's Green Monk. I'm waiting for a moment when I can savor it, and then I will report.