Sweet Anticipation

I can’t fucking wait for ComicCon! Five days in glorious, relaxed San Diego. I love that city, from the weather to the smell of the air to the hordes of beautiful women wherever you turn. If I had a commensurate job offer out there, I’d take it in a cold second.

We splurged this year and booked rooms at the fabulous luxury Manchester Grand Hyatt, which is literally next door to the convention center. Feet hurt from walking around all day at the con? The gigantic pool is literally 2 minutes walk away.

There are nine of us going this year. It would have been ten, but Myke had to bail, because he and Snake-Eyes had to go rescue Lady Jaye from the S&M dungeon of the Baroness in Destro’s Castle of Doom. …or something. I’m not really sure what Uncle Sam has him doing these days. Hopefully pushing papers in a Green Zone somewhere.

I’m bummed about Myke not going, but I’m not going to let it spoil the trip. His lady Ting Wei is coming, and she’s easier on the eyes than he is, anyway. He’ll come next year, and Matt has pledged that he and Ursula will go as well.

If you’re wondering what’s so exciting about a stupid comic book convention, I pity you. ComicCon is like nothing you’ve ever seen. This isn’t some geek-ass Star Trek convention in a Days Inn. Over 100,000 people came last year, and this year promises to be even bigger. I saw the Superman trailer before any of you bitches!

Psyched.

Posted on July 15, 2006 at 9:47 pm by PeatB
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