after picking up kean from LAX in the morning, we fueled up with a quick in 'n out stop and drove onto the freeway only to park there and somehow, by the power of the earth's rotation, arrive in san diego about 5 hours later. the traffic was worth it, because after dropping kean off at comicon jamie and i headed to soma to see muse, and muse was amazing. it was one of the best concerts i've ever been to... i thought the venue was great, muse was excellent live, the crowd was super-energetic but considerate, and the sound was crispy. a lot of sweat (and a lot more to follow), a lot of singing, good times.

after showering and passing out, we woke up the next morning to head out to comicon and were greeted with the longest line of all time, planted directly under the high-noon sun. more sweating ensued as we waited for over 2 hours just to get to the doors of the convention. while grumbling a little about the crazy prices of tickets (and higher prices for the following year), a member of the staff came out and told us that they couldn't let any more people in, and we would have to wait at least 3 more hours before entering. everyone had already lost a few pounds from non-stop sweating, so at this point we were ready to abandon the convention altogether, but i made a few quick phone calls and a buddy got us in (should have called him earlier). yeah that's right, i have connections at nerd conventions.

the 'con was fun after we got some food and met up with ali. i came back empty handed (it's hard to really get into stuff in that kind of atmosphere... same feeling i had at E3), but jamie returned with a signed copy of bizaro and a mike mignola print. i was hoping to pick up phoenix wright at the capcom booth, but they were sold out. our friends at the flight and nucleus booths looked tired and energetic at the same time. their booths were crowded, with people getting stuff signed and purchasing books, prints and shirts nonstop. it was cool to see them so busy, as it seemed to be once again one of the hits of the show. and jeff smith was signing bone books at the flight table!

after sweating some more (it apparently was the hottest day ever recorded in the san diego area), it was time to shower and sleep again. the next morning we met up with danny and tanya at morley field for some disc golf action. i sucked it up real good. lots of discs flying, gatorade drinking, sweating, and laughing.

the rest of the day is kind of a blur... pizza parlor... pool table... loading up a piano into a uhaul... caravan of friends up the freeway... hands in the wind outside the car windows... more insane traffic... more sweat... unloading a piano into the joust kidding... passing out.