Comic-Con '04

The older I get, the less of a "thrill" I feel at Comic-Con in San Diego.  Perhaps it's the escalating over-charging for EVERYTHING.  Or maybe, I'm just interested in other things.  Still, there's fun to be had.  From the looks of things, Cullen would agree.

But I'm secure. Sure, Cullen found some cute girls with big gazongas. I found myself some really big head. Is that appropriate to say?

Halsey, meanwhile, was pampered by the entire staff of the hip, swanky, pet-loving W Hotel San Diego.  I highly reccomend the W chain for all pet loving travellers.  He was given a comfy bed, bowls, a special tag, gourmet dog cookies, free walkies and in-room visits, water in a silver bowl at the bar/lounge, and, yes, scented poop pick-up bags. I think he partied harder than the rest of us, though.  At least, evidence suggests...

We went to two really great eating spots. The Rock Bottom Brewery for good beer and way, WAY- I'm talking LIGHTYEARS here-above average microbrewery food.

Monsoon is an Indian place with romantic atmosphere and fabulous food.  They'll even make it mild for all you heat wimps out there.

Home