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VERY LONG SDCC REPORT
But first, I chopped my hair off on Wednesday. It's not really what I
wanted, but I guess it's reasonably cute. I want to get it shorter on
top with more choppiness and layers. I am now in possession of
entirely my real hair color! Which was exciting until I realized that
yeah, it is totally bland. Color is needed. Suggestions? I've got a
couple people suggesting reddish shades, which I'm not totally sure
aboot.
This is right after I got it cut. She straightened it. I think I look like I
should be driving a minivan full of kids to soccer practice.
This is how it looked today at work.
I can totally DBZ-ify my hair now!
Got up at the asscrack of dawn to catch my 6:45
flight to San Diego. Met up withtsukinobara, positivespace,
andmoriyama_umi and headed off to the con. We were able to
get our hotel room, which was awesome. It was on the 39th floor, which
was also awesome. There were only two rooms and two suites on the entire
floor.
The view off the hallway to our room.
We got registered, and then I went to Ballroom 20 to wait for the
Doctor Who and Torchwood panels. Ended up watching the Stan Lee/Grant
Morrison panel. Was more interesting than I thought it was
going to be.
And then it was YAY DOCTOR WHO time. Russel Davies skipped out on the
panel (Julie Gardner said he was chained to his desk, writing). That
was, I think, a plus. Because I much preferred to hear from Steven
Moffat, who CAN write and who I'm very excited about taking over the
show. He's also goddamn hilarious. Which doesn't really come across it these pictures.
And then it was time for the Torchwood panel. Now, as many of y'all
may know, I FUCKING HATE TORCHWOOD. But I decided to stick around in
the horrible hellpit of John Barrowman fangirls. I was with Cheryl,
and she is always super-fun-times. Even though she threatened to gut
me if I so much as dared to say a word.
On the screens.
Where I was actually sitting.
Naoko Mori has BOOOOOOOOOOBS.
Gareth David-Lloyd is cute. And stammers a lot.
John Barrowman is smarmy. And annoys me a lot.
After the panel, I went to meet and give keys to my shiny new
roommates,errorism and Seb. I went back to the room to
iron and nap and call Citibank to assure them that my card had NOT been
stolen and that yes, I wanted to charge a large sum of money to the
hotel in San Diego, and please could they take the block off it because
I MIGHT NEED IT WHILE ON VACATION THANKS. Oh, and no, I don't want to
buy a house, Mr. Very Nice Indian Man. But thanks for thinking I have
enough money to do so! Even though that's the wrongest thought EVER.
Eventuallymognetcentral called, and AD, Cristina, and I went
to go meet up with her,hoshikaji, katiemoo, Cary, and my betrothed, Lieb, who I was to meet for
the first time. :P We ran intojinyo and scruffyrebel as well. Oh, and Sleepy and ziggybecket.
THE TICK. With flash and without. Mainly taken because roommaterubicantoto is a Tick fan. Also because it's a bitchin' figure. Check out Darkwing Duck to the right, too.
After dealers room shenanigans, we went to Katie's mom's house for a
bbq. There were delicious foods and good conversation. Lieb was a
perfect gentleman. Thanks to Katie for setting it all up!
We got up really early on Friday to change into
costume for the PPG/Foster's panel. Cristina and I had to
green-and-black and red ourselves, respectively. I didn't get any
pictures of the panel itself, since I had my claws on (and as we all know,
HIM has no thumbs), but I did snap one when we sat down of
Kim-as-Mac and the back of Lydia-as-Frankie's head.
Actually, here's one very blurry picture of myself on my cell phone.
Kim and I stuck around afterwards for the Spaced panel. Because Simon
Pegg! Duh. I haven't watched the whole thing yet (I think I have
two more episodes to go), but I should be finishing it up this week,
hopefully.
I didn't stay for the whole thing, though. I left after Jen asked her
question about Cornettos. Why? Had to get in line for the PPG signing.
I actually got there too late, the line was already closed. "Except
for you." I guess dressing up like a freakish Santa transvestite Satan
has its perks. :) The line took FOREVER. I thought I'd pass out a
few times, to be honest. I hadn't eaten anything, no water, and the
heat of the costume was really, really getting to me. But huzzah! I
eventually made it though, spent quite a long time chatting with my
fellow end-of-liner Anthony Burgess (not THE Anthony Burgess, I wasn't
in line with a zombie, he's a father of two from England who was in
line to get Tara Strong's autograph for a friend). Oh, and I did an
interview with Toonami for the Powerpuff Girls' 10th Anniversary.
Hopefully I don't look like a giant frea- oh wait, it's HIM, of course
I will.
That's not actually Tara Strong in front there as the tag says, it's
E.G. Daily (Buttercup). Tara Strong is the one in pink next to her.
Craig McCracken on the left, Lauren Faust hidden behind a fan, and Tom
Kane (a surprise guest, and one that I was SO EXCITED to see) on the
right.
EEEEEEEEE!
SQUEEEEEE!
Tom Kane gave me his email address so I could send him the pictures.
How cool is that?! Seriously, I was Cloud 9-ing.
The items they were signing were magnets! They now proudly adorn our
fridge.
And then I really, really had to get out of costume. On my way back to
the hotel, one of the cab drivers waiting in the taxi line was like
"IT'S HIM!" which made me laugh.
One shower later, I was unred except for the patches around my temples
and ears where I had spirit gummed the skullcap/wig to myself. I was
very tired, and very hungry, so I picked up a sandwich at Ralph's and
headed off to wait in line for the Penny Arcade panel, clad in my
awesometacular Batjew shirt (still in surprisingly good condition after
six years). Glad I got to the line early, it was HUGE for 5AB (a
smaller room).
So tired. You can sort of see the red bits.
Jerry and Mike, right before the panel started. Jerry took the podium,
and Mike sat as far away from him as possible. It was a fun panel,
they're very normal nerds.
And then WOE. They'd closed off the line for MST3K. ;_; Thankfully,
I had a backup- Avatar. I got in to watch the end of the Prison Break
panel long enough to hear Main Girl be impressed byisshinsarutobi's
awesome Ozai costume. Then I moved up to the front to sit with everybody else.
Shippers are fucking crazy, y'all.
After Avatar got out, I finally ate the sandwich I bought like five
hours earlier (it was a +3 sandwich of FUCKING AWESOME, it should be
known). Just in time to go out to dinner with my fellowtakarazuko-ans.
So I just got a salad.
Oh, and at some point there was masq rehearsal (observed bysakurae,
makkurakoyappi, and c2lan) and falling asleep on
genjitsu's bed and then being incredibly high-pitched and
screechy when I woke up atwaynekaa and apparently nerdcore
who had come in while I was passed out. Sorry about that, guys!
And running intolionbooy and... Stella (whose
LJ name I've forgotten) in the Marriott lobby and wishing them luck for
EPIC BUMBLEBEE-ing on Saturday. And there was delicious beer while the
others changed out of their crazy-ass Avatar costumes they'd finished
in approximately 3.2 seconds the week before.
Woke up early on Saturday to get myself to the Groening panels, Futurama
and Simpsons. On the way down, shared an elevator with Erik Estrada,
randomly. And another celebrity whose name I cannot remember.
It was hardly early enough, though, the line for Ballroom 20 was already
ridiculous by the time I got there (about an hour and a half before the
panel started).
I wish Futurama had gotten more time and Simpsons less time. They had
a huge number of guests for Futurama and only a few for Simpsons.
Also, I wish the panels had been more than "Here's a preview of the
next thing we're doing, now we'll just take questions." More
structure, please. And sound guys, do a better job at switching mikes.
By the time you got around to it, whoever was speaking was usually
finished. LAME.
The lineup for Futurama. Matt Groening, David X. Cohen, Eric Kaplan,
Katey Segal, Billy West, John DiMaggio, Maurice LaMarche, Peter
Avanzino, and Claudia Katz.
John DiMaggio was wearing an "I Roll Twenties" t-shirt. ♥ for serious.
I thought Billy, John, and Maurice looked rather adorably befuddled
here.
Yay, our three stars.
Yay, my favorite Canadian.
A very blah Simpsons panel.
I left partway into the Simpsons panel, so maybe it picked up, but I
was bored and the guy sitting next to me stunk.
We had our masquerade rehearsal, and were thrilled when the twenty or
so people in the room cracked up at our run-through.
Then I went back with the girls and they changed into their other non-masquerade Avatar costumes. We went to what was supposed to be an Avatar meetup but which was mostly just full of fail, logistically. I had the very important job of bag bitch. :P Also I took some photos.
Before we learned that we were in the wrong place.
AWESOME.
Oh god, this Ember Island Katara was ADORABLE.
GLORIOUS.
Zuko's trying out Sokka's pimping skillz. Katara is unimpressed.
I had Lydia go take a picture with Cute!Doctor mainly because I wanted a picture of him but felt like a dork asking.
Cute!Doctor with Puppet!Zuko.
Zuko has a pink DS.
Life-changing field trip to Mrs. Field's.
AD was super-hot in Zoe while the others cavorted in Avatar.
And then there was the masquerade, which was INCREDIBLE.
And which has already been talked about at length in my previous post.
We won Most Humorous, as well as prizes from Anime Pavillion and the Comic Gallery Store. We were gleeful when our number was called. And then ecstatic when it was called again. After we received the second industry prize and they told us not to go anywhere we were just over the moon. DUDE.
Big ups to Kim's writing, without which we would have had nothing. And special recognition must be paid to Lydia's hammy acting. Were it not for her over-the-top-ness, we wouldn't have been as funny as we were.
Finally, while Lydia and Kim went out with AGSMA peeps, Cristina, AD, and
I went to Ralph's to grab some food. I got some cold fried chicken. OM
NOM NOM. We ate in the veryvery dark by the pool at the hotel.
Nothing really happened on Sunday. Slept in, went to airport. Thanks
torobstoppable for the rides to and fro!
Sorry about the odd formatting. That'll teach me to write and copy
things over from another program.
But first, I chopped my hair off on Wednesday. It's not really what I
wanted, but I guess it's reasonably cute. I want to get it shorter on
top with more choppiness and layers. I am now in possession of
entirely my real hair color! Which was exciting until I realized that
yeah, it is totally bland. Color is needed. Suggestions? I've got a
couple people suggesting reddish shades, which I'm not totally sure
aboot.
This is right after I got it cut. She straightened it. I think I look like I
should be driving a minivan full of kids to soccer practice.
This is how it looked today at work.
I can totally DBZ-ify my hair now!
Got up at the asscrack of dawn to catch my 6:45
flight to San Diego. Met up with
tsukinobara, positivespace,and
moriyama_umi and headed off to the con. We were able to get our hotel room, which was awesome. It was on the 39th floor, which
was also awesome. There were only two rooms and two suites on the entire
floor.
The view off the hallway to our room.
We got registered, and then I went to Ballroom 20 to wait for the
Doctor Who and Torchwood panels. Ended up watching the Stan Lee/Grant
Morrison panel. Was more interesting than I thought it was
going to be.
And then it was YAY DOCTOR WHO time. Russel Davies skipped out on the
panel (Julie Gardner said he was chained to his desk, writing). That
was, I think, a plus. Because I much preferred to hear from Steven
Moffat, who CAN write and who I'm very excited about taking over the
show. He's also goddamn hilarious. Which doesn't really come across it these pictures.
And then it was time for the Torchwood panel. Now, as many of y'all
may know, I FUCKING HATE TORCHWOOD. But I decided to stick around in
the horrible hellpit of John Barrowman fangirls. I was with Cheryl,
and she is always super-fun-times. Even though she threatened to gut
me if I so much as dared to say a word.
On the screens.
Where I was actually sitting.
Naoko Mori has BOOOOOOOOOOBS.
Gareth David-Lloyd is cute. And stammers a lot.
John Barrowman is smarmy. And annoys me a lot.
After the panel, I went to meet and give keys to my shiny new
roommates,
errorism and Seb. I went back to the room toiron and nap and call Citibank to assure them that my card had NOT been
stolen and that yes, I wanted to charge a large sum of money to the
hotel in San Diego, and please could they take the block off it because
I MIGHT NEED IT WHILE ON VACATION THANKS. Oh, and no, I don't want to
buy a house, Mr. Very Nice Indian Man. But thanks for thinking I have
enough money to do so! Even though that's the wrongest thought EVER.
Eventually
mognetcentral called, and AD, Cristina, and I went to go meet up with her,
hoshikaji, katiemoo, Cary, and my betrothed, Lieb, who I was to meet forthe first time. :P We ran into
jinyo and scruffyrebel as well. Oh, and Sleepy and ziggybecket.THE TICK. With flash and without. Mainly taken because roommate
rubicantoto is a Tick fan. Also because it's a bitchin' figure. Check out Darkwing Duck to the right, too.After dealers room shenanigans, we went to Katie's mom's house for a
bbq. There were delicious foods and good conversation. Lieb was a
perfect gentleman. Thanks to Katie for setting it all up!
We got up really early on Friday to change into
costume for the PPG/Foster's panel. Cristina and I had to
green-and-black and red ourselves, respectively. I didn't get any
pictures of the panel itself, since I had my claws on (and as we all know,
HIM has no thumbs), but I did snap one when we sat down of
Kim-as-Mac and the back of Lydia-as-Frankie's head.
Actually, here's one very blurry picture of myself on my cell phone.
Kim and I stuck around afterwards for the Spaced panel. Because Simon
Pegg! Duh. I haven't watched the whole thing yet (I think I have
two more episodes to go), but I should be finishing it up this week,
hopefully.
I didn't stay for the whole thing, though. I left after Jen asked her
question about Cornettos. Why? Had to get in line for the PPG signing.
I actually got there too late, the line was already closed. "Except
for you." I guess dressing up like a freakish Santa transvestite Satan
has its perks. :) The line took FOREVER. I thought I'd pass out a
few times, to be honest. I hadn't eaten anything, no water, and the
heat of the costume was really, really getting to me. But huzzah! I
eventually made it though, spent quite a long time chatting with my
fellow end-of-liner Anthony Burgess (not THE Anthony Burgess, I wasn't
in line with a zombie, he's a father of two from England who was in
line to get Tara Strong's autograph for a friend). Oh, and I did an
interview with Toonami for the Powerpuff Girls' 10th Anniversary.
Hopefully I don't look like a giant frea- oh wait, it's HIM, of course
I will.
That's not actually Tara Strong in front there as the tag says, it's
E.G. Daily (Buttercup). Tara Strong is the one in pink next to her.
Craig McCracken on the left, Lauren Faust hidden behind a fan, and Tom
Kane (a surprise guest, and one that I was SO EXCITED to see) on the
right.
EEEEEEEEE!
SQUEEEEEE!
Tom Kane gave me his email address so I could send him the pictures.
How cool is that?! Seriously, I was Cloud 9-ing.
The items they were signing were magnets! They now proudly adorn our
fridge.
And then I really, really had to get out of costume. On my way back to
the hotel, one of the cab drivers waiting in the taxi line was like
"IT'S HIM!" which made me laugh.
One shower later, I was unred except for the patches around my temples
and ears where I had spirit gummed the skullcap/wig to myself. I was
very tired, and very hungry, so I picked up a sandwich at Ralph's and
headed off to wait in line for the Penny Arcade panel, clad in my
awesometacular Batjew shirt (still in surprisingly good condition after
six years). Glad I got to the line early, it was HUGE for 5AB (a
smaller room).
So tired. You can sort of see the red bits.
Jerry and Mike, right before the panel started. Jerry took the podium,
and Mike sat as far away from him as possible. It was a fun panel,
they're very normal nerds.
And then WOE. They'd closed off the line for MST3K. ;_; Thankfully,
I had a backup- Avatar. I got in to watch the end of the Prison Break
panel long enough to hear Main Girl be impressed by
isshinsarutobi's awesome Ozai costume. Then I moved up to the front to sit with everybody else.
Shippers are fucking crazy, y'all.
After Avatar got out, I finally ate the sandwich I bought like five
hours earlier (it was a +3 sandwich of FUCKING AWESOME, it should be
known). Just in time to go out to dinner with my fellow
takarazuko-ans. So I just got a salad.
Oh, and at some point there was masq rehearsal (observed by
sakurae, makkurakoyappi, and c2lan) and falling asleep on genjitsu's bed and then being incredibly high-pitched and screechy when I woke up at
waynekaa and apparently nerdcore who had come in while I was passed out. Sorry about that, guys!
And running into
lionbooy and... Stella (whose LJ name I've forgotten) in the Marriott lobby and wishing them luck for
EPIC BUMBLEBEE-ing on Saturday. And there was delicious beer while the
others changed out of their crazy-ass Avatar costumes they'd finished
in approximately 3.2 seconds the week before.
Woke up early on Saturday to get myself to the Groening panels, Futurama
and Simpsons. On the way down, shared an elevator with Erik Estrada,
randomly. And another celebrity whose name I cannot remember.
It was hardly early enough, though, the line for Ballroom 20 was already
ridiculous by the time I got there (about an hour and a half before the
panel started).
I wish Futurama had gotten more time and Simpsons less time. They had
a huge number of guests for Futurama and only a few for Simpsons.
Also, I wish the panels had been more than "Here's a preview of the
next thing we're doing, now we'll just take questions." More
structure, please. And sound guys, do a better job at switching mikes.
By the time you got around to it, whoever was speaking was usually
finished. LAME.
The lineup for Futurama. Matt Groening, David X. Cohen, Eric Kaplan,
Katey Segal, Billy West, John DiMaggio, Maurice LaMarche, Peter
Avanzino, and Claudia Katz.
John DiMaggio was wearing an "I Roll Twenties" t-shirt. ♥ for serious.
I thought Billy, John, and Maurice looked rather adorably befuddled
here.
Yay, our three stars.
Yay, my favorite Canadian.
A very blah Simpsons panel.
I left partway into the Simpsons panel, so maybe it picked up, but I
was bored and the guy sitting next to me stunk.
We had our masquerade rehearsal, and were thrilled when the twenty or
so people in the room cracked up at our run-through.
Then I went back with the girls and they changed into their other non-masquerade Avatar costumes. We went to what was supposed to be an Avatar meetup but which was mostly just full of fail, logistically. I had the very important job of bag bitch. :P Also I took some photos.
Before we learned that we were in the wrong place.
AWESOME.
Oh god, this Ember Island Katara was ADORABLE.
GLORIOUS.
Zuko's trying out Sokka's pimping skillz. Katara is unimpressed.
I had Lydia go take a picture with Cute!Doctor mainly because I wanted a picture of him but felt like a dork asking.
Cute!Doctor with Puppet!Zuko.
Zuko has a pink DS.
Life-changing field trip to Mrs. Field's.
AD was super-hot in Zoe while the others cavorted in Avatar.
And then there was the masquerade, which was INCREDIBLE.
And which has already been talked about at length in my previous post.
We won Most Humorous, as well as prizes from Anime Pavillion and the Comic Gallery Store. We were gleeful when our number was called. And then ecstatic when it was called again. After we received the second industry prize and they told us not to go anywhere we were just over the moon. DUDE.
Big ups to Kim's writing, without which we would have had nothing. And special recognition must be paid to Lydia's hammy acting. Were it not for her over-the-top-ness, we wouldn't have been as funny as we were.
Finally, while Lydia and Kim went out with AGSMA peeps, Cristina, AD, and
I went to Ralph's to grab some food. I got some cold fried chicken. OM
NOM NOM. We ate in the veryvery dark by the pool at the hotel.
Nothing really happened on Sunday. Slept in, went to airport. Thanks
to
robstoppable for the rides to and fro!Sorry about the odd formatting. That'll teach me to write and copy
things over from another program.
