I had an entire week off and yet near the end of the Comic Con, I was taken out by a sore throat. Despite feeling crappy Monday morning, I still trudged off to work but didn't complete my work day so I can go home and sleep. It always seems a bit suspicious when a... Continue Reading →
You know it’s Comic Con week in San Diego…
...when hotdog vendors dress like this. Captain America on hardtimes. Another unwilling victim of Comic Con. Even the Green Lantern Corp. have to take a lunch. More photos from Comic Con here.
A dare
If given enough incentive, I would paint my stomach (similiar to Mariah Carey's above) and go to the gym with a painted on six pack. My trainer would think I was more insane than previously believed. More fun, snarky items at The Superficial.
Bragging rights?
Well, don't know if I can brag that I saw the Fantastic Four movie days before the nationwide release. Maybe not, since I was sorely disappointed. All action sequences were in the trailer so there were no surprises to me. But I'll keep mum until Friday and check out the general consenses.
Another item from my lost weekend
Pretty, pretty Mothra kicking the living daylight out of the big, bad monster with chainsaws for hands.How do you say 'no' to someone begging you to go with them to see "Godzilla: Final Wars?" Especially since it was the only showing here in the U.S.? Especially since it was the last day of the showing?... Continue Reading →
Chicken and waffle experience
I'm gonna take a big step and give away one of my whereabouts the last two days.I've only been to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles once before Saturday. The first visit being the Pasadena location a few years ago. The Long Beach location this time was less busy and we were served right away.Like last time,... Continue Reading →
Mission Possible
I'll be in a ultra secret location the next few days. My mission? To infiltrate the enemy and get me some birthday cake. Maybe even possibly a few drinks. If I don't report back, the mission has been successful. Over and out.
For the record…
... I have a very low tolerance for things related to ghosts, zombies and horror movies. The first real horror movie that frightened the bejeepers out of me was "Poltergeist," specifically the scene where the toy clown terrorizes the boy. But for some reason, I like reading about haunted objects. Maybe it's just the adrenaline... Continue Reading →
The first time I cried over a cake
The ice cream cake for my 30th last year made me cry. It wasn't so much the cake itself as the art that graced the top of the cake: a Batgirl sketch by Bruce Timm. No, no.... Mr. Timm did not get behind the counter and decorate it himself but the art was tranferred there... Continue Reading →
Lunch at work equals a sandwich
The days I'm lucky, I am able to leave work for lunch and get myself something other than the drivel they serve upstairs. For instance, today's menu is a choice of chicken rice soup, sweet and sour pork, cesaer salad or chicken enchiladas. If I had a stomach made of steel, I would probably risk... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 