Comic Con 2011

Going to Comic Con is like eating a handful of Skittles while plummeting down the biggest drop on a roller coaster with a rock band playing “The Final Countdown” at full volume in the seats behind you.  At the time it’s completely overwhelming and exhausting but with time and reflection you realize how frickin’ awesome it was.

Case in point:  Child Harbat asks Darth Vader permission to sit in the Emperor’s throne and is met only with robotic breathing noises.  Fine, does the storm trooper take any objection?

Finally she decides the best place to sit is with My Little Pony, who is probably the least evil character at Comic Con…as far as we know.  Dun dun DUUUUUUUNNNNN!

This year I learned that a 38-pound child riding on your shoulders does not, in fact, make your neck and shoulders hurt.  It made the outsides of my thighs hurt like when I go backpacking.  Oh, and it did pop two cervical vertebrae and now I can only twitch my extremities and my vision is reduced to shades of yellow and grey, but that’s normal right?  Now excuse me while I go drink my lunch through a straw and ponder next year’s plan for transporting Child Harbat through the crush of people at Comic Con.  Huzzah!

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2 comments
  1. Babs said:

    I guess we know who had the most fun. Still standing?

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