The first time I saw Star Wars I was really freaking scared.
Perhaps you, like me, did not know that there were champions of these things. Well you knew wrong. Dead wrong.
I was in San Francisco this past weekend, covering the Singularity Summit.
Closing arguments please.
I gotta go. Comic-Con will have to find some way to get by without me.
I saw Scott Pilgrim last night.
I’ve spent the entire day so far in panels. I present to you my scattered impressions:
It’s Thursday morning, the morning of the first day of actual programming at Comic-Con, and the atmosphere is approximately the same as right before the fiesta starts in Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises.
Just landed in San Diego. Comic-Con opens tonight — you can get into the show floor for a couple of hours for a kind of warm-up look-around deal.
All this week you’re going to be seeing news stories about how great Comic-Con is. So before all that starts I just have to say something.
Here’s my pet peeve about video games set in Russia. So you know that letter they always use as an R, to make things look all Russian? This one — Я?
