A successful end to Nerdfest part II
Matt and I hit up the LA Wizard Con this weekend and it was pretty much perfect. Matt went around asking anyone who was doing sketches to do one of me as a zombie and the results are displayed here. I got a ton of new books (literaly, my back is killing me) met a bunch of cool comic book people and, generally, had a really great time. Matt and I like comic conventions because it’s about the only place where we’re in the top percentile of coolest people there. Stop laughing. Seriously…coolest people there.
Ooooh sexy
Not the actor, the screen. I’m at the fantabulous Rave Motion Pictures Theater which is, by far, my favorite theater in town. Not just because it’s conveniently located, it is also awesome for it’s seats , 100% digital projectors and total lack of attendance. Seeing a movie on opening night here is perfect because no one knows about it yet. That will change over time I’m sure, but I’ll take advantage of it while I can. I’m here with Nita and Chris to see “Doomsday”. I’m not totally sure why but I’ve -really- been looking forward to this movie since I first heard about it. On its surface it looks like a “Mad Max” redo with a Kate Beckinsale clone. I can only hope it’s better than its surface.
Mmmmm Meat!
Samantha’s hosting a party and wanted to crock pot a roast. This is a good idea but she has an issue touching raw meat. That’s where I come in. We’re ramming some garlic into it, spreading spices on it and placing it on a bed of potatoes, carrots and onions. Is there anything easier than crock pot cooking? I’m also helping to prepare the mashed potatoes and cream cheese croissants. She’s keeping busy with the spanaco…spinnakop…spanabananamonkey… duh…spinach/feta pie. Don’t tell her but I actually enjoy cooking and this isn’t even like a chore but she thinks I’m doing her a big favor so let’s keep it that way.
The Sixies ’07!
OK, yes, I suck. Better late than never! Last year Justin was kind of pushing me to do the whole awards thing and this year he didn’t and I kept letting it slide. Well, no longer. It’s time for some awards! The same rules as before
1) Browse the year in pictures —->
2) Pick up to 3 nominees in each category
3) Next week I’ll announce the finalists and we’ll pick the winners.
Categories
We moved added, edited and removed some categories this year.
We have to bid a sad goodbye to Best Malex. That comic duo had a horrific breakup and I hear litigation is in progress.
We added consolidated a couple categories into Best and Worst picture. These would be best and worst in an artistic sense. For example a picture that makes you say “Wow, I can’t believe that wasn’t a $5000 SLR” or “Wow, I can’t believe he didn’t take this picture drunk with his eyes closed” would be a good candidate.
THE GOOD
Funniest picture
Best title
Coolest movie/tv picture
Best pic of a food service worker
Best cameo
Best couple pic
Best Picture
Geekiest
THE BAD
Worst Picture
Least Flattering Picture
Pic Most in Need of an Explanatory Title
Get to it!
So sad it’s nearly over
Not the chainmail. It has barely begun. I’m watching the last episode of “The Wire”. Last episode ever, I believe. It’s been an absolutely fantastic series and I’m sorry to see it go but at least it finished with a bang and left me wanting more. Not too many shows succeed at that. Not even HBO pulls it off that often. I can’t wait to see what HBO comes up with next.
Yo-Yos in the Cajon
Nerd Fest – Part 1 dropped today with the Huish’s and I attending our
first yo-yo contest in Redondo Beach. Most striking were the 9 yr.
olds who could kick our asses at yo-yoing. But aren’t we all
adolescents at heart?
Guest author: Justin
Venice at sunset
We have landed on a very strange planet. Since we’re in LA we decided to look up our friend Andy who currently lives in Venice. Planet Venice. It’s the only way to describe it. These people do not inhabit the same Earth that we do. It got even better when Andy brought out Jasper, his giant, fluffy, white dog. We didn’t make it 10 feet without getting stopped by someone asking about Jasper, what kind of dog he was, could they pet him etc etc. Even a couple unsolicited and snooty “You know it’s too hot here for that dog” comments. Jasper seemed unaffected though, he’s just happy to get a daily massage from hundreds of people. If you happen to be in Venice and see a guy walking a giant white sled dog, go up and say hi and feel free to pet Jasper, he’s not really part bear, no matter what Andy says.
Addendum: Do you think I really look like this guy?
