You know, drinking for ten hours straight always seems
like a good idea. But it's not, unless you like spending
the next day sending emails of apology to everyone who
had the misfortune of running into you. Ces, Corey and I
were shut out of the Comic Con (no more tickets were
being sold due to fire code issues), so we went over to
Rudy's on 9th Avenue and proceeded to drink 4 pitchers
of McSorleys and talk about the new comic strip they're
pitching (btw...that's what's known in the biz as "a scoop").
After that, we went to The Shark Show where I laughed...
at everything...at far too loud a volume. Then we had pizza,
then we went over to the Aristocontest where Liam McEneaney
and Alex Blagg did fantastic renditions of the classic joke.
Before passing out in a cab, I introduced myself to Todd
from
Dead-Frog.com, a fantastic comedy Web site.
Hopefully, he will still speak to me the next time we cross
paths. Oy...my head.
Corey does not look like Benicio del Toro...so stop telling him that.

Ces and Corey will never be rich and successful...

Oh, well, there's beer to be had.
Dan, Gabe and Nick
The Ethereal Baldo
Pizza is my only friend.
Liam gets evil.