Comic Con 2006 Part Three
That's basically all I remember from Comic-Con. A lot of nice people came by, and we had some seriously hilarious laughs about exaggerated, dual-purpose body parts and hyper-advanced weaponry. Ride the wave. I vaguely remember a panel discussion in there somewhere. Thanks to Mr. Bort and Ferocious J (and the lovely ladies of Penny Arcade) for helping us out, and thanks to my Dumbrella brothers who understood that I simply cannot deal with things properly sometimes.
One more update on Friday and the Comic-Con story is over! Also I decided to go to that premiere thing.
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Huzzah! Jeffrey's gone Hollywood!
Jeff, I'm very happy for you, but I ask that you don't go all 'Hollywood' on us. For the children's sake.
Now the pressing question becomes: will jeffrey emerge from hollywood feeling cynical about humanity, or just stupid and with whiter teeth?
Jeff should go dressed up as mace windu.
Wasn't the most difficult decision whether or not to wear your own 'snakes on a plane' t-shirt to the premiere, thereby risking upstaging Sam Jackson?
The obvious solution to the problem is to ride in separate limousines. And then don't sit next to him in the theatre. Maybe people will mistake you for each other, and the problem will be over.
"Danger, Jeffrey Rowland! Scientologists!"
from now on, if jeffry rowland gets too big for his head, we oughta add "hollywood" to the middle of his name.
Where the hell is Waldo?!?
Hell yeah! EDMONTON REPRESENT! That's my hometown newsrag there! Glad to see they rightfully know Topato's place in the cosmos. Now maybe more people will understand the stickers on my computer...
I like how the "S" on Sam Jackson's hat could stand for "Sam," or for "snakes." Or it could even BE a snake.
Ssssss!
:C
if you need a place to crash in hollywood(ish) i have a pull-out couch
- malki ! (from wondermark)
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