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Comic-Con:  Day 4

 Today was probably the best day of Comic-con so far, strictly because the main floor was avoided for most of the day.

Yesterday I had some select Hernandez pieces signed–Gilbert seemed a little suprised that I brought in “Birdland” (porno).  “It pays to read comics.”

Paul Pope seems to be very self-centered, as I imagined he would be.  It doesn’t detract from the fact that his work is still wonderful; and besides, he isn’t a dick about it. 

Ashley Wood was nothing as I imagined him to be.  He was very…big.  I had pictured him a small, timid fellow, yet he turned out burly, with a strange, deep voice. 

Jeffrey Brown is still dreamy, yet very awkward and shy.  My knees were knocking as I tossed my comic at him to sign (so maybe not really). 

The panels today were very good.  I went to the ONI press, Paul Pope, Futurama, Film Crew, Sarah Silverman, and Warren Ellis.  The Film Crew panel was by far my favorite.  They showed clips from their new films (coming out in August!), which were very well done (as far as I can tell from the five minute clip of each).   The audience needs to learn that trying to yell witty comments over the movie will not get you a spot on the panel, and will only serve to irritate everyone else.

I’ve decided Comic-Con should have a room dedicated solely to mass-turbation.  In it would be a row of scantily clad females, wearing remains of fantasy-themed outfits, giggling and spanking each other with various weapons.  The purpose of the room would quickly be revealed, as the traffic in the lanes on the convention center floor would rapidly decrease, as all of the stalled nerds with hands wriggling in pockets would be contained in one come filled room.  Yay!

I almost forgot, Joe Matt signed his new book for me today, and I fairly think he was hitting on me!  He is the first guy at the entire convention center that has done so.  I was worried for a few days there.  Phew.

 Tomorrow pictures will be taken and beaches will be conquered.