I guess I didn't get a chance to blog yesterday, so I'll try to do days 2 and 3 together. It's kind of a blur.
Yesterday, we started out at the panel for Big Bang Theory. They were supposed to show a completely new episode, but instead they showed a clip reel, but it was very funny (even Laurel laughed). The whole cast was there, and they were very funny, especially the guy who plays Sheldon, who is nothing like him in real life. We did a ton of exhibition hall walking, and went to the Gaslamp district to have lunch (Indian buffet) and saw Carlton Cuse (producer of LOST) eating lunch across the street. Laurel got addicted to Pinkberry (a yogurt place). We saw a panel on "TV Showrunners" with Damon, Carlton and some other lessor-known TV producers. All the questions were about LOST.
We saw a panel on 24, with Kiefer actually there, and saw some clips of the 24 prequel TV movie.
I'm sure I've forgotten a lot. We went back to our hotel and had way-overpriced Italian food delivery.
Today was the big day -- the Heros panel and the LOST panel. I slept through both!!! Laurel went to both of them, though, and besides waiting in a (literally) mile-long line, she got in and had a great time.
She came back to the hotel and got me around 2 p.m., and we went back to see the Jay and Jack podcasting panel -- there was a line stretching down the hall just for that! But it was lots of fun with all our favorite Lost podcasters there -- Jay and Jack, Ryan and Jen (the Transmission), and Ben and Ralph (the Dharmalars). Jay videotaped me in line, as he recognized me as their very first shirt model, so I might make it into one of their future videocasts.
So, right before we saw that panel, we'd been in the exhibition hall where I finally broke down and bought a comic book ("Filth" by Grant Morrison), and I happened to spot William Katt and Robert Culp of Greatest American Hero, and snapped a pic on my iPhone and sent it to my brother, who is the biggest GAH fan in the world.
Mike texted me promising one year of being my manservant if I got him something from the GAH table, and so we went back down there -- at first, we thought we were out of luck because we couldn't find the table where we thought it was, but we finally tracked it down; the place is huge and easy to get lost in.
I told William Katt I wanted one of everything, signed, for my brother, and he set about doing it, while the person who was running the table sales was positively giddy at the prospect of such an easy sale. He insisted that I call Mike, and he grabbed my phone, said something to him that neither of us can remember, and then passed the phone to William Katt, who was very gracious in talking to Mike for a minute (Mike texted, "Was that REAL?" Yes, it was!)
Mr. Katt was super-nice and signed everything all while talking to me and keeping up with other fans at the table (a kid drew him a picture on the back of a gum package, and Mr. Katt was very nice in putting it in his pocket and saying he'd keep it forever).
All-in-all, a positive experience, except that Robert Culp signed the wrong thing, but oh well -- he barely seemed to know where he was. I then bought three more issues of the only comic-book series I'm keeping up with: Blood Summer.
We headed back to the hotel, and then walked around the corner to the trolley station, and caught a train to Tijuana ($10 round-trip ticket for two; it was never checked).
I was shocked that there was zero checking going on for entering Mexico; cars barely had to slow down, and we just walked across. Laurel was a little put off by the crowds and noise and people constantly begging us to come into their shops, but I renamed Tijuana "My Town" ... usually, I'm quite nervous in places like that, but I kind of liked it this time.
We ate at a little restaurant that Laurel picked based on my having seen the waitress actually ID someone when we walked past, so we figured it must be an OK place. Four tacos, chips and salsa, two Mexican Cokes (in glass bottles), quesadilla -- $8. I left a $5 tip, and it was still the cheapest meal we'll likely ever eat.
We walked back to the border, seeing four rats (one dead) and were back in America and on the trolley with about a two-minute wait at the crossing to get our passports scanned.
Tomorrow, I plan to see the panel on It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, and Laurel might either go to that or one on Smallville. Then, after lunch, we're going to drive to Anaheim for vacation phase 2 in DisneyLand.
As always, plenty more pictures of flickr!