I am stoked - stoked, I tell you - because once again I get to go to the San Diego Comic-Con this year.
I'll be there on Friday for sure and possibly Saturday, wading through hordes of unwashed Jedi and throwing elbows over the quarter boxes hunting for crappy back issues. I am going to just stand in the middle of the convention hall and close my eyes and breathe in a deep hit of fanboy B.O. and know that I am among my people. Then I will weep.