Feeling kinda giddy hearing about Osama bin Laden’s death and really hoping they can make it a twofer this week and finish off Qadafi as well.  Justice delayed is justice denied and 9/11 isn’t the only thing I remember.

While it does great disrespect to the memory of the fallen Sith Lord, ever since I saw the news last night I keep flashing back to the final scene of Return of the Jedi and wondering what the Ewoks were grilling (besides Darth’s body).  What does one serve at a Death of Evil party?

Just a little something I saw and had to share.  Love to do some philosophical thing about how words can hurt, and words turned loose in the abstract can have unintended consequences, but it’s too early and I need more coffee, so I’ll let the video stand on it’s own.  More or less.

[via Andy Towle]

I so want this on a t-shirt, and a coffee cup, and maybe even on a rubber stamp so I can put it on everything I send to my bank. [via]

ComicCon, once we got in the doors, was a blast.  No reservations, no second thoughts, no regrets.

We browsed, we shopped, we gawked, we shook hands, and we posed for photographs.  We watched a lot of the world go by, and every now and then recognized someone.  We were amazed at a certain celebutard who was hugging children and looking remarkably sober, saw one blogger from a distance but lost him in the crowd, got a photo of Randy with Aaron Douglas of Battlestar Galactica, and got a photo of Chuck with David Prowse as he was autographing a photo for the two of us.

Lots more photos of the other attendees with the cooler costumes and a few with the various statues and manniquins.  Not that anyone was rude about posing for photos, but sometimes the nonanimate superheros were easier to approach.  That and I didn’t have to feel quite so inadequate at the thought of seeing a photo of myself next to their superhero abs.

Yep, it was a great Saturday at the convention with some great friends. Geekiness everywhere. Lots of schwag, especially refrigerator magnets. There defintitely seemed to be more booths and exhibitors then there were last year. Not even sure where to start. Sure, some of the lines and crowds were a little excessive – I guess news was being made. Unfortunately, cell phones were not being confiscated at the door, leading the same people who shouldn’t be driving and talking to demonstrate that walking and talking can be as difficult. But the exhibitors and other guests overall were great. Talking with the artists is always fun, and the energy and enthusiasm these people have talking about their art is absolutely infectious. It’s tough not to love someone’s work when they’re so obviously proud of their accomplishments.