So I'm recovered enough from Comic Con to write about it on BlueBlood.net. My hotel was fucking awesome.
I got to share a few buckets of shrimp with Forrest and got to commando photograph him being "sassed" by our waitress.
I got to run into my old housemate Colin. Who is fucking responsible for me reading comics in the first place.
And Coredumper showed me a good time.
And I got to have a three-way with Forrest and Steve.
The convention itself was a lot like a big store which charges admission. The Sam's Club of comics, if you will. But I had a blast. If you wish to read all about it in detail, just click.
