I shall answer in RED!
Since you mentioned The Emerald City Comicon, I thought of a few questions.
-What's your favorite part about going to conventions?
The answer is a neck and neck tie between interacting/meeting the fans, and interacting/hanging out with artists and peers, my friends in the industry.
Palmiotti, Niles, Bermejo, Jusko, Azzarello, Jock, Allcock, Wrightson, Bill Stout . . . I rarely get to hang out with my favorite people in the industry, so I relish each time.
-Do you have favorite conventions that you prefer over others? If so, which ones do you enjoy most and why?
My be all end all favorite used to be San Diego. I'm not sure if it's not the same now cause I live here or not. Mostly it's fallen in stature for me because it's gotten SO BIG.
I can go a whole weekend without seeing people I REALLY want to see. That and Artist Alley is now shoved way back into the armpit of the show. I think that sucks.
My favorite shows are -> Long Beach Comicon (close to home and run very efficiently), Emerald City Comic Con (Just did my first one and it was a splendid experience), Phoenix Comic Con (smaller but excellent attention to guests, great fans), Chicago Comic Con (It's near back home where i come from and I have lots of friends there)
4 Cons I'd LOVE to do --> WonderCon (Oakland), Heroes Con (Charlotte, NC), Reed NYC Comicon, C2E2 (Chicago).
-Out of all of the conventions you've attended so far, what was your most memorable moment at one?
It would have to be San Diego Comicon in '95 when I witnessed Frank Frazetta walking past the area I was standing in. He was with two other fellas, they were walking him around the show. That would have been cool enough, there was the living legend in the flesh. But the absolutely astonishing thing about this was that surrounding Frank, as he walked past, was a massive sphere of silence, or low mutterings. I've never witnessed something like that before. People were just standing there whispering "There's Frazetta", or "Oh my God, it's Frazetta". The "sphere of quiet" was bizarre in this GIANT room filled with white noise. It was almost a vacuum of sound following this guy around, the opposite of sound in a room full of SOUND! It was like a 100 yard in diameter absence of sound with Frazetta at the epicenter. All I could say at the time was . . . "uhhh, WOW".