Comic-con

So ... I'm here. At Comic-con.

And it is frakking awesome. 

I have snagged so much free shiiiiiIt that the 30-minute perpetual grope on the trolley was worth it. 

Oh and right now, RIGHT THIS SECOND I'm sitting in front of Kevin Smith and the stars of "Battlestar Galactica."

Wanna see?

Too bad, I can't figure out my technology. Maybe later.

quotables

If you could collect quotes, I would be good at something other than writing. 

"They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox." —from Anna Karenina 

hah.

"Are you in yet?"

"I hate that question."

—Ocean's Thirteen

P.S. The doors to the "secure room," are locked Apple doors. 

My life is ridic.

"aliens" in the u.k.

I want to be friends with them. 

Well, maybe not friends, per se, but atleast know them. Oh, only if they actually have a cause or are part of a viral marketing campaign-ness-thing. Because both of those options are cool.

Faceless Aliens in the U.K.