This year’s Comic-Con International in San Diego was one of my favorites, mainly because I wasn’t working it. As I’ve touched on before, the Comic-Con grind at CBR is really, really hard, and two years was all I could take. Instead I spent the weekend enjoying the event itself, meeting new people and having a good time with my friends.
Not much else to report, except that it was just really, really pleasant.
Here’s a picture of the Twilight concentration camp.