-Hotels think that charging you quadruple prices for stinky rooms with missing remotes, noisy ACs, misshaped beds and pillows that smell like dead grandmothers is perfectly normal. It's ComiCon!!
-There's still an extraordinary large amount of attendees who seem to think that deodorant is just a thing for ‘other people’.
-My pretty wife got hit on a lot. Me, not so much. Such are the ways of the ComiCon.
(Hey fellas, you can look all ya like! Touch, and they'll find your body in many different places....)
-Too many kids. Since when are comics for kids, anyway? No, really. Have you read some of these comics? I'm almost too young to read them!
-When you're trying to watch the premiere of 'Wolverine & the X-Men' it's bad enough that that hyperactive little snot of a kid in front of you constantly bounces his ugly little toilet-brush head in front of the screen, but when he reaches back to where your wife sits with crossed legs and grabs the high heel of her boot to start playing with it, you're in a whole new world of 'disturbing'...
-However, one thing I do appreciate about kids is the sheer awe and wonder of seeing a real, live superhero. The kids don't need to know that every other day of the year Batman works in Accounts Receivable.
-Eliza Dushku is one of those people that is actually even hotter and more adorable than on the screen. This was illustrated when my wife almost went gay for her.
-Nathan Fillion (Firefly/Serenity) and James Callis (Battlestar Galactica) are more of those people that are just cool, nice and genuinely funny in real life. This was illustrated when I almost went gay for them. (Hey, I'm man enough to admit to a little man crush every now and then. Oh wait, that's 'bromance' now, isn't it?)
-Joss Whedon is so talented and smart that in spite of looking like some pile of dough dressed in dirty old laundry, he could probably seduce someone like Eliza Dushku if he were so inclined. (Seriously, this girl has a mentor crush on him the size of Alaska)
-In real life, Starbuck is hotter than Six. (Really!)
-A seller can tell you a statue is $130, and tell you 5 minutes later that it's $200. Then add that whoever told you it was $130 was lying. Without irony.
-We realized we were not the demographic for a big chunk of Comic Con when we saw people dressed up in big squares of styrofoam and felt, with huge eyes pasted on. I don't even know what that was all about, but they lumbered around the hall quite oddly. And kids flocked to them. Creepy Pied Pipers, they were.
-My wife can get a bigger discount by just smiling and batting her eyes at some stand keeper than I can by haggling. So I let her. No, I'm not proud of it, but having that limited edition Rogue statue for half price makes it all worthwhile.
-Having diarrhea during ComiCon really, really, really, really sucks....
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