Nerding Out, A Photo Essay

The Great Annual Nerd Trek (aka Comic Con) brought many great fun and exciting adventures as it always does.  There's nothing like being amongst my brethren in gorgeous San Diego.  I wish I could share them all with you, but that would make for a long post.  And really, you guys don't want to read about 4 days worth of geeky pop culture goodness.  But I did have my camera phone at the ready to document some of it for you.

Here's the thing you need to know about the San Diego Comic Con:  It's crowded.  Like 126,000 people crammed into one building kind of crowded.  The walkways of the main floor are clogged with two kinds of people--those who are in costume and those who block up the passageways in order to take pictures of those in costume.  This causes the gridlock that can make walking the floor an exhausting experience.

Never wanting to contribute to the problem, I take my pictures on the fly.  So here's a small sampling of what I saw walking around the world's biggest pop culture convention while trying not to cause gridlock, along with some of my Tweets from the event:

I don't care if they were dressed provocatively, the group of goth clown girls were scary.

Oh THERE'S Waldo!

Girl dressed as Picachu your costume is downright adorable.

Overheard: "I got you a shirt, you won't let me get a sword?"  
 

Uh oh, Batman's in the bar.

Bite his shiny metal ass.

 The car from The Green Hornet

From the bar inside Flynn's Arcade

Storm Troopers ready to throw down.

Yes, this was as freaky as it looks.

Yes, this was as freaky as it looks.

WHAT TIME IS IT??

Don't know what Jack could have done to piss her off so much.

The Pope of Comic Con offer blessings of nerdy peace.

To the guy dressed as Birdman: I applaud your bravery for wearing such a revealing costume without having much to reveal.

 

It took until day 3 to see my first Na'vi.

 

If that wasn't Jamie from Mythbusters who just walked by me, that was a damn good costume.

2 hours on the Con floor is not easy on the body, mind or wallet.

For the record, I was not a part of the "stabbing" at Comic Con. I'm a passive geek.

Overheard going up the elevator: "Watch your cloak, Jasper." 

Well my fellow Con geeks, I must bid you farewell. So long and thanks for all the fish. Stay classy San Diego.


Want more of my Comic Con adventures?  Check out Culture Brats and see how I was transported to the 80s.

Twitter Simulator 2

Twitter Simulator II

Well, it's no surprise to anyone that I was foolin' yesterday. I realize that I need to step up my game. A lot of people know me on Facebook or in real life (IRL as per the current venacular), so it was pretty transparent. Speaking of the web 2.0, everybody’s all “Twitter this” and “tweet that”. But why sign up for another social networking site when I can fake it by posting a bunch of my Facebook status updates? (Apologies to anyone who is my Facebook friend for making you re-read this stuff.)


DGB is once again traversing the Valley in order to be reunited with his family. Expect unabashed tears of joy when he arrives.

DGB didn't think he was going to sing "Moon River" but, bam, second encore!

DGB 's kids are in bed, kitchen cleaned, everything is done that needs to be done. Think I'm gonna go watch people hurt themselves on trampolines.

DGB is publicly preparing his wife...I am going to be monopolizing the TV tonight. I have over three hours of Battlestar to watch tonight.

DGB thinks his wife is frakkin' awesome, and will now return the TV to the rest of the family.

DGB wants to comment about how fast the day went in a funny, witty way, but just can't think of anything dammit.

DGB has a lot of things to do today. No time for status updates.

DGB is rather tired of Curious George.

DGB will be best friends with coffee today.

DGB is yawning a lot. But that doesn't mean he's tired. No sir. Sleep is for suckers.

DGB is calling in caffeinated reinforcements at quarter to one

DGB is confused. He thought "Watchmen" was about clockmakers in the 60's.

DGB learned that, unfortunately, when the baby won't stop screaming, screaming back doesn't help.

DGB loves it when: 1) he gets to take a nap. 2) he wakes up from said nap and doesn't feel all groggy. 3) a plan comes together.

DGB has seen the Exorcist about 167 times and it keeps getting funnier every single time I see it.

DGB has rekindled his love affair with pistachios.*

DGB has pondered the deep questions of life, but forgot to write down the answers and promptly forgot them.

*This one was, unfortunately, just before the recent pistachio recall. Sigh.

Twitter Simulator

I think the idea of Twitter is cool, but really who's got the time for it? I'm kind of a Facebook man myself, but I can't ignore something that's smack dab in the pop cultural zeitgeist, like Twitter is right now. So I've collected some of my Facebook status updates from the past few months, and put them together in this Twitter simulator.

DGB is tired, but can't go to sleep before his wife, because he snores pretty bad when he's falling asleep. (There you go, my life laid bare for your amusement.)

DGB knows that you never engage in a battle of wits with a Sicilian when death is on the line.

DGB wants to thank Dave for putting that stupid Killers song in his head. Why do I have to make a choice between being a human and being a dancer?

DGB promises to make something of himself someday. He'll show you all!

DGB is thirsty. But knows if he drinks water now, he's just going to have to wake up and pee in a few hours.

DGB doesn't think he'll ever be over Macho Grande.

DGB is purposely leaving his status vague in order to provide a greater sense of mystery.

DGB wonders how the baby knows the moment when her mom leaves the house and starts wailing. Why? Why do you do this?

DGB is impressed that his wife not only Wii'd last night, but seemed to enjoy it.

DGB is putting himself up for "father of the year" because he managed the morning alone with both kids. Will try not to hurt my arm patting myself on the back.

DGB thinks it's kind of sick and wrong that they serve seafood at the aquarium cafe, but ordered some anyway.

DGB would like to announce that he and Bart are now friends.

DGB is movin' on up. But sadly, does not have a deluxe apartment in the sky.

DGB is trying really hard to think of a status update that will make you all laugh and cry.

DGB is counting the number of times he's been vomited on by his son. For those of you playing at home, the total is 3.

DGB, a rabbi and a talking chicken walk into a bar...

DGB is attempting to de-stress the cat. No that's not a euphemism.

DGB is going to the store. Anyone need anything?