I don't have a lot of pictures for this day, but usually Sundays at Comic Con are pretty chilled.

This was the showroom floor; it might give you an idea of the size of the place (and this is seriously only a fraction of the place).



And this is everybody leaving. Bye San Diego; see you next year!



I heard that on Saturday, a dispute broke out in one of the rooms. Somebody wouldn't move, and somebody got a pencil in the eye (must have been a frustrated artist). At a convention this size, I'm surprised that something like this doesn't happen more often; tensions get a little frayed with the hordes of people; I know that I get a little agitated. However, this is out of the norm. Mostly, people at Comic Con are cool with one of another. Comic Con is all about having fun, and the best way to have fun is spending it in excellent company.

And there is no more excellent company then in the presence of fellow nerds.

This statue is called the Flame of Friendship.

JR

Saturday kicked my butt! That's why I'm posting this update a little late. Anyway, onto the pictures...

More crowds...



At some point, people must have started dying and coming back to life as zombies because there was a zombie parade going on...



Other than the walking undead, there were plenty of other things to see...




Doug Jones is about the nicest actor in the world, but this must be his evil doppelganger...

While at Comic Con, I went on a quest to find a childhood treasure. After much hunting, I finally found the beloved memory.



And this photo sums up this Comic Con update...

See you tomorrow for the Comic Con finale.

JR

Wow! This is only the second day? I don't know how much more of this stuff that I can take.

The day started off with more crowds (see a pattern yet)...



While outside, I saw some mad cows...



Once inside, there was the usual stuff to see...





This creeped the crap out of me...



I was about to get into a fight with Snoopy because he had his paws all over my girlfriend. Grrr...



The high point of today for me was seeing Stan Lee (Todd McFarlane was the moderator).



And, of course, a party is not really a party unless Boba Fett is there to get things started.

See you guys tomorrow.

JR

Thursday was the first full day of Comic Con!

San Diego is a big city, and if you don't know your way around you might get lost. Heaven knows street signs like these don't help.



There was supposed to be a protest today, but I didn't get to see it. This guy however had something to say... even though I don't think anyone was paying attention to him.



Upon entering the convention center, everyone is required to check in their weapons. I think these guys were a little reluctant to do so.



Comic Con wouldn't be Comic Con without lines...



There was lots to see at the convention, of course.




Outside the convention center, there were multiple things to entertain you (like these guys trying their hardest to be hardcore rockers).



At the end of the day, we ate here... and I was incredibly tired.



Cutest picture of the day goes to this group.



See you tomorrow.

JR

It's that time of year again... time for me to renew my auto registration. Instead, I think I'll go to Comic Con!!!



This year, as in years past, there were huge lines of people...





When I finally got in and got my badge I thought that I was in the clear.

However, there were more lines after that...



After finally getting in, there was lots to see...






even if some of the times I didn't know what I was seeing.



See you guys tomorrow, when Comic Con starts in earnest.

Harvey Pekar was this ordinary guy who lived in Cleveland. He wasn't an ordinarily handsome guy, and he didn't show signs of a pleasant personality at all. He was just an ordinary guy who paid his bills, tried to stay healthy and thought he was lucky to have somebody in his life who could tolerate him.

He could also write comics.

His writing was so brutally honest yet so tragically poetic.

He passed away earlier this week. I meant to write something sooner, but I couldn't really find the words. Instead, I found this...



We're all just Harvey Pekars.

JR

I've only owned three cell phones my entire life.

Now that the shock of that statement has worn off, I will repeat it... I've only owned three cell phones my entire life.

I got my first phone in 1998 (ahh, the 90's... I miss the 90's), and all it could do was make a phone call. Reception was lousy, and my calling plan only had fifty minutes!

Since then, I've had two other phones... neither of which were particularly fancy. I've had my current personal phone for five and half years, and the only thing it can do besides make phone calls is send text messages.

Recently, I've got a new job and they've issued me a smart phone (seen here)...



This phone isn't very smart. Oh, sure... it can access my email, browse the internet, is GPS enabled and has 3Gs (whatever that is), but it doesn't have a user's manual that's worth a crap. How are you supposed to use this thing?

I must be behind in the times. The world is passing me by.

Stupid phone.

JR

I've been thinking about adding a feature about the funny things that I see. Living in Los Angeles, I've seen more than my fair share of strange sights. My problem has been that I've never had a camera on hand.

Well, at my old job, I had to travel a long distance to get to work. Traffic, at times, can be a mother-effing nightmare; so I had an alternative route to get to work. One day I saw this point of interest while driving on this alternate freeway.

I said to myself, "I should bring my camera, and take a picture of that."

Several months later, after a dozen or more times of seeing this spectacle, I finally brought my camera.

And now, I present it to you in this comic-strip. Enjoy.



And, yeah... that's supposed to be me. I haven't drawn myself with the beard yet. Don't think it looks like me actually, but what the hey...

JR