Chambord is one of my favorite liqueurs to use for cocktails (& also one of my favorite bottles – so fancy & French!), so I was thrilled to hear that for the first time, Chambord was extending their brand to include Chambord flavored vodka. And top it off, it’s flippin’ PINK. PINK people. Do you know how many girlie drinks are in our future? Oh please, let Tropical Storm Earl sympathize with us South Floridians because I’d love to mix some up by our pool come Labor Day weekend!
DarkUFO just posted scans from the last issue of LOST magazine and they are both adorable and heartwrenching, at least for me, as a huge fan. The last episode pretty much wrecked me inside and out, especially when it came to the church scenes. I still can’t believe my favorite show is over. Sometimes I just really miss seeing their faces, it’s kind of pathetic, huh? But true. Nothing but love for my LOSTies!
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Wednesday marked a very important day in the state of California that will hopefully have a ripple effect on the rest of the country. A federal judge ruled that Proposition 8, which banned same-sex marriage, was unconstitutional and it was overturned. Being a fan of equal rights (um, who wouldn’t be?) and a firm supporter of gay rights, I could not be happier. In fact, I can’t believe that any sort of discrimination over whom you decide to love is still an issue in 2010 (or was ever an issue really). Congratulations, California!
Sunday was definitely bittersweet. I was so exhausted I could barely formulate words, but at the same time, did not want to say goodbye to the maddening nerd boot camp that was Comic Con.
We decided to take it easy and opted to skip the Glee panel (still have nothing but love for you Gleeks!!!) so we could shop on the convention floor and do some off-site activities. We started with breakfast at the delicious Broken Yolk complete with pomegranite mimosas (heaven) and then started making our way to the Dexter Kill Room. We imagined it would be Dexter’s plastic ritual, but were surprised when we had to attempt to find clues at a murder scene involving bloody mirrors, a vintage barber chair and nail torture. Fun? Yes. Creepy? Yes.
After finding some clues, we were given swag (a Dexter tote) and sent on our way. We were really excited to visit Scott Pilgrim vs. Comic Con, but totally bummed when we discovered that it was closed for good. Boo hiss. We decided to make the best out of the situation and ran into the convention center to shop until closing time. I had a great time looking around the exhibit hall, although at times it got a bit claustrophobic and unbearable. We picked up some fun souvenirs and then called it a day. I had a weird feeling in my heart when I left the convention center knowing it would be my last time enjoying the madness that is Comic-Con, as at that time I thought I would not be returning next year. However, thanks to a lot of convincing from friends, I will probably be making my way to Comic Con 2011 if all the chips fall into place. So cross your fingers for that, everyone!
Later that night, we celebrated our last night by keeping tradition and eating at Rockin’ Baja. After taking down some serious plates of food along with sweet & sugary drinks, it was time to hit the hay. We took a nice walk back to our hotel in the cool San Diego weather and bid both our friends and the city farewell. I can honestly say I don’t think I’ve had a better group trip. Thank you for always being so great to us, Comic Con!
Until next time year…
Saturday is usually the busiest day at Comic Con, but this year it seemed to be relatively calm. Please note: seemed. We woke up bright and early at 4am, stumbled into our clothes and jumped in the car. What could possibly have had us up and at ‘em at such an hour? No one else but the boy who lived: Harry Potter.
When we plopped down in (the already massive) line at 5:30am, we were not fully functional and definitely not looking forward to sitting stationery for the next 6 hours. But we were troopers. We napped, we gossiped, we tweeted, we photographed and before we knew it, it was 10:30am and we were being moved into Hall H.
And my sinuses rebelled.
My nose just erupted into hot itchy mess that made me want to rip it off my face and not even a Claritin could help. This lasted the rest of the day. I seriously had moments where I thought I could possibly be allergic to one of the two spectrums: nerd or hot men. Because Saturday was full of both.