Monday, July 26, 2010

Comic Con: Where All My Nerdy Dreams Came True

Let's say you're a blogger who burns out on politics and, simultaneously, finds work and family demands almost completely overwhelming. How do you even begin to recharge?

Spend four days in San Diego at Comic Con 2010, of course!


Yes, Comic Con! Where all the really cool girls are dressed in steampunk...


...the men have no shame...


...the street signs are in Klingon...


...and you have to thread your way through a union protest at the Hyatt to get to the Convention Center...


...only to trip over a wookie playing in a street band...


...and then spend frakkin' hours in line...


...only to just barely make it into the very back of Ballroom 20 for the Stargate Universe panel...


...and then fight your way through the crowds of giant walking tote bags and other assorted costumes to the Exhibitors Hall, where you remember why you wanted to attend Comic Con in the first place...


Okay, honestly, there was much more to it than a couple of Slave Leias and one oblivious Colonial. Like the entire trip also being a fifth wedding anniversary present to ourselves -- and a four-day reminder that I did, in fact, marry the right woman...


Like I heard Wil Wheaton say, "Comic Con... where all your dreams come true..."