Today I'm in Los Angeles, recuperating in a sensory deprivation chamber. I've listened to my audio blogs from Comicon in order-- it's interesting how I deteriorate with each day of the show until I finally sound like a twelve-year old. Now that I've Shazamed myself back up to Captain Marvel size, I'm going to try to visit as many friends here as possible before flying back to Portland this evening. Then I'll try to process what happened this weekend to regurgitate into a con report with the help of Lieber.

Comic books.