Random food, thoughts, ComicCon - all with Pictures

In part I now post this blog (at this time) to entertain Marlena and Alicia who are ALMOST DONE with their 24 hour blogging for this year's BLOGATHON! Great work girls (and guest posters)!!

So here's some random nonsense with camera phone pictures (and some other pictures too):

I've been dying to try this treat at Cafe 50's - Fried Macaroni and Cheese! FYI it's dumb. It's bland and you can feel your heart dying when you eat it.

I found this book in the student store and I think it's rediculous! First of all - it's thick!! A thick fucking book!!



Second of all - it has words. LOTS AND LOTS OF WORDS!!! I mean like a ton. No pictures. Just lots of words!


I'm certainly not going to read it!

Went to the LAUGH FACTORY last week courtesy of Taysha and her free ticket hook-up. (I only go to the LF when I have a free ticket hook-up... but it's still expensive because of that two-drink minimum.)


More than the comedy - I was fascinated with this chick:
(The one in the center in white.) She found NOTHING funny. NOTHING at all until the end when I think her gin finally took affect. Then she cracked a giggle at a dude making mob references.

Went to the Pacific Design Center in West Hollywood where Adrea hooked me up with a free screening of THE ILLUSIONIST (starring Edward Norton and Jessica Biel).


The movie kinda blew. Adrea said it best when she said, "I liked it when it was THE USUAL SUSPECTS." BUT the enjoyable part of the evening was actually going in the Pacific Design Center which was a new treat for me. It was kinda fascinating in there...who knew?! I thought the place was like an office building but really it's more like a hybrid between a mall and an Expo Design Center. But this pic shows off the best part - the cool ass rolly lawn! I want one!



Last Sunday was my trip to the Comic Book Convention where I was to finally meet the infamous Marlena and Ben whom I met on MySpace! (I already checked Alicia, Marlena's sister, off the list when I had a Vegas layover on my way to Minnesota a month ago.)

Saturday, however, was plagued with me realizing that I didn't have any Marlena/Ben contact information and I was supposed to meet them for breakfast!! Well thanks to the miracle of text messaging and Alicia - I managed to contact Marlena and we agreed to hook up for breakfast at her hotel.

So my bud Monica and I got up at the ass crack of dawn (5:30am) for a 6:30am departure to San Diego to meet the Halls for 9am breakfast (and we arrived early - sweet!).



Both were lovely and charming (and not scary Ms. Liar Alicia!) and I was SUPER talkative for myself (to which Marlena says "OMG you were totally quiet!"). (This is why I bring the back-up friend for gap-filling conversation.)

(BTW - read blog entry #33 for Marlena's side of this story: http://www.blueskycomics.com/marlena/archives/2006_07_01_lunchbox_archive.html)

After hotel breakfast with the waiter that hooked us up with free buffet treats (even though I'd only ordered "my favorite cereal") we panicked briefly about the cost of hotel parking and then said "Eff it!" and grabbed a cab. And upon exiting said cab as I was reaching for wallet to pay for my portion I realized... HOLY CRAP ... my wallet is missing! Wallet missing?!?!?! At the comic book convention?!?!?! This is a full scale alarm!



Monica, my keeper for the day, started ringing the hotel restaurant and our cool ass waiter searched but couldn't find the fucker. DAMNIT! NO MONEY AT THE CON?!?! Marlena and Ben had to scoot off because of their schedules so while we made a mad rush to the Con shuttle they went off their own way. So officially we didn't have a proper goodbye but text messages work just as well.

After the most tedious wait ever the shuttle driver finally boarded and we were on our way back to the Sheraton Suites. We arrived. My damn wallet had fallen out in the car. We grabbed a cab. Swung by an ATM for cash withdrawl and about an hour and 10 minutes from our FIRST arrival at the convention center - we were IN! (11:10am)



Monica and I did a whirlwind-last-day-of-the-convention tour and covered all of the ground (not spending a whole lot, not attending any panels, and only celebrity spotting the Incredible Hulk) by like 2pm. So basically..we shopped. But there wasn't anything totally new or super special at the Strangers in Paradise booth so I just came home with a SIP commuter mug and a grab bag full of books from Slave Labor Graphics. Ooooh but I did buy a pin from Tara McPherson (whose art I just recently fell for in a gallery while doing a stupid ass essay assignment for Photoshop class last quarter). She seemed unimpressed as I handed her my dollar.

By the end my back hurt in several places and we were loopy tired! We took a cab back to the Sheraton Suites where we lucked out and had to pay NOTHING for the parking (no attendant on duty)! (Otherwise it would have been $24.) Then we made our way to Old Town San Diego for some fine Mexican treats and then wandered the town... opting to skip the "most haunted Whaley house" because it was like 10 bucks and all the doors and windows were open to the small building because it was hot. So we just did a circle tour around the outside and made up our own stories.


Watering my ho.

So aftering declaring ourselves awake we drove back home to Los Angeles. (During which drive I rudely talked to Brigitte for most of the ride while Monica "slept.")

NOT entirely an interesting story... but ComicCon exhaustion and a little drama lead into another tale I like to call "Double Fisting." (Which I will post on another day.)