Boom # 2

Monday morning Bailee and I woke up way too early, and both decided we should prepare for the arduous walking that would be occurring at ComicCon by walking 3 miles at a park near her house. I put on my "Foster's, I love you!" shirt and we headed out. The park was a glorious mix of Los Angelites...bums, hot chicks, and people doing yoga and karate were out in abundance and allowed Bailee and I to make some quite witty comments. The exercise wore us out, and we headed back to her house to get cleaned up. Like the amazing work wife she is, Bailee made me a vegan lunch, and we ate til we were about to bust. As it was hotter than Hades outside, we decided to lay low at her house. We watched part of Waxwork 2, My Name is Bruce, Hercules, and ate chocolate sorbet while sipping on some rose'. It was amazing.

Tuesday we had an errand to run that took us deep within Los Angeles to visit Good Art. Bailee and I were early to our appointment, and Josh at Good Art was more than happy to show us around...for 2 hours. We were hungry, and starting to get cranky, but he was awesome and gave us some Captain America style swag to sport at ComicCon. We grabbed a bunch of promo materials, but they were out of business cards. A plan was hatched to send us back towards Bailee's house to pick them up from Josh's house. Bailee's friend, Ken, offered to drive us as we had taken the train on the way in, and it was going to be a hike up a steep hill. Low blood sugar+exertion=me passing out. So we hopped in Ken's day rental Prius, and headed to Josh's home. On the front doorstep was a bag with business cards, as well as gourmet lollipops, peanut marzipan, ginger beer, and granola bars for the starving waifs that were whining about their growling stomachs. Ken dropped the car...and us...off in Hollywood, and we headed for sustenance immediately, dragging along the bag of goodies. Sushi and beer gave us instant satisfaction, and we headed home.

Our third caballero, Lori, had gotten back into town the night before, and we invited her over to hang with us as the next morning we would be hitting the road to ComicCon. We were all packed at this point, so Lori came over and we watched MST3K and ate loads of junk food. The plan was to leave at 12:30 the next day for SAN DIEGO!!

Boom #1

I'm not sure if I can completely encapsulate the amazingness that was the last week of my life. I'm going to try to detail everything clearly, so anyone who knows and cares can get a full picture of what ComicCon was like for me, a closet nerd who has finally seen that it is ok to like horror movies and comic books. There is a world out there that is accepting of ladies who love things that are typically termed juvenile or masculine, and even embraces these women who have begun to despair. All the things I felt were detriments to me as a female became attributes. And I will probably never be the same.

My flight to LA was delayed but uneventful. My first leg to Atlanta sat me near a crazy lady, who, after drinking a beer, decided to tell me about her pet grooming classes and how she'd chopped off a dogs tail by accident. Luckily, the beer made her groggy and she started snoring against the window before the fasten seat belt sign went off. A delay in Atlanta caused me to get in to Los Angeles at midnight, where I met up with Bailee. She brought me almonds, water, and diet coke. Carmageddon was supposedly in full force, but we made it back to her place in no time, and ended up staying up til 3am nerding out.

Due to some serious jet lag, I was up and at em at 10am, though my body and brain were mush. We lazed about for a good portion of the day, and then we packed up and headed to the Hollywood Forever Cemetery, where we met up with the gang from Comikaze Expo to watch Evil Dead 2 with a thousand other people in the lawn of the cemetery. Bailee had yet to see the second film, and we both giggled and enjoyed an evening of white zin, food, and Deadite killing. We walked back out through the Cemetery, scaring ourselves silly when we encountered a cage full of sleeping peacocks. Back at her casa, we nerded out some more. It was glorious.

Sunday I had lunch plans with my friend, Jay. We met in Hollywood near the Chinese theater and grabbed ice cream BEFORE we had lunch at a place called The Waffle. It's a swanky version of Waffle House, and I grabbed some Chicken and Waffles. We had a good time, but had to cut it short, as Bailee had planned an X-Men: The Animated Series viewing with her friend who actually wrote for the show! Weee!! Unfortunately, that plan fell through as there were deadlines to be made, so we went to an arcade at CityWalk, drank beer, played games, and acted like idiots. It was amazing.

More to come...