c/p'ed from devart:
.sw rots midnite show: people flocked to my vader fx lightsabre. got into a local paper and an internationally broadcast news satelite station. had sushi delivered to me while waiting in line (total time = 8 hours). nearly sobbed like a little girl for the second half of the movie. palpy fucking rocks.
.e3 in l.a. didn't go cuz i woke up too late. oh well. there's always next year...esp. since next year is when dreamfall and bad day l.a. will kick everyone's ass.
.05 devart summit: a bit smaller than i expected but interesting stuff nonetheless. got a dvd stuffed with ansci art from acid and plenty of free red bull. flipped through jasinski's scratchpad portfolio. hopefully, it'll be bigger and better next year cuz i think the summit's a brilliant idea.
.05 fanday for rots at the arclight: digital viewing was beautiful...all sharp details with a fab sound system. had a massive bucket of popcorn that was layered in butter (it's now a given that i'll be dying young). got the who's your daddy poster. and, of course, a progressively emotional viewing of those nutjobs puttering around in some star wars. obiwan's hot.
.king tut exhibition at l.a. county museum of art (round 1): ticketmaster sux cuz they sold us tix for a special event night date. basically, if they'd let us in to the exhibit, we'd have only about half an hour in the gallery before it closed to the general public. will be calling up ticketmaster to bitch and request an exchange.
.05 san diego comic con: cried during the ray harryhausen king kong panel and caught ray bradbury on the fly. nabbed a free sketch on cardboard from andrew bell. got two vintage ketchup bottles, a lava vader, and a hot-pink star wars shirt with a glittery vader helmet on it. snuck foto-ops of disco king lando, bruce campbell, and nick park. DRANK A LOT OF KARL STRAUSS. and much much more.
.dear friend: nobuo uematsu final fantasy concert: 'twas freezing to sit outside on the lawn but dammit, they symphonized the chocobo song and rang out two encores of one-winged angel. and there were some purty fireworks. fab-tastic concert even though yours truly was sore and achy from walking all day at the con and then slugging down a couple downtown after darks during lunch.
.midnight madness for harry pooter book 6: a last-minute event that nevertheless brought about its decent share of in-jokes and nerd quotient. a MASS of hip-high toddles swarmed within the barnes and nobles bookstore we waited at. fell asleep in line (another long day at the con) but managed to pull an all-nighter the following evening and chugged the entire book down. no spoilers (at this point at least) but wow, my brain's still digesting the new twist and turns of the story arc.
and in other news...my car's radiator is still shot (i need to fix that shit before i pay down a lifetime's worth of coolant), it's fricken hot in l.a. right now, and there's a crapola load of errands to do (not least of which is unpacking from comic con but oh wow, do i feel the haze of the laze coming on).
but you know what? i've finished updating the ipod with the new cds (pirates of the carribean and angel: live fast, die never soundtracks), and am through cleaning up my stash of comic con pics for uploading. yieah. i've got my priorities straight.
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