After a little bit of a wait, we finally learn why Bart doesn’t like Harry Potter. Is this the reason you were thinking?
Comic-Con was exhausting, but Stan and I are both back in one piece. It is one of those shows where, by the end, your feet ache, your back hurts, and your shoulders are all in knots, but you’re happy you went. I even sat in one of those massaging spa chairs for half an hour at the Atlanta airport to get all the kinks out. Wise move!
This year I stayed at hotel about a mile from the convention center rather than right in the heart of the action, and I think I will do that from now on. The shuttle and trolley seemed to work out well, and it’s far enough away where I actually can get a little solitude when I needed it.
Cool. What hotel did you go with, Kevin?
We stayed at the Sheraton Suites, about a mile north of the convention center. Sorry we didn’t get to spend much time together. I suck.