Comic-Con Day 4: Too tired to think of a clever title

Ah, cold reality, why must you interrupt the geeky dream of Comic-Con? We rose early to pack our things, have breakfast, and leave our bags (which were much heavier than they'd been when we first arrived, strangely enough) with the bell captain and head over to the Center for the Dr. Who panel. Star David Tennant, writer Russell T. Davies, director Euros Lyn, and producer Julie Gardner talked about the show and showed previews of upcoming episodes that look very... intense.

One last round of shopping on the dealer floor, where I got Scott a DVD of The Decline of Western Civilization, got Alex a Boba Fett poster and a Star Wars action figure, and got

 myself a few odds and ends (Mulholland Drive poster, Miskatonic University mug, sticker to decorate Boswell the Laptop,  a Pink Floyd "hammer" patch for my fangirl jacket). By now exhaustion was setting in, the floor was packed, and I was ready to head outside and just read or something until time for the Buffy the Vampire Slayer panel. 

Then my phone rang with a call from Erik, advising me to get myself over to the California Browncoats because Firefly/Serenity star Nathan Fillion was doing a surprise signing.

(Ah, I love Comic-Con. You never know what's going to happen next.)

Anyway, queued up with the rest of the fangirls and got a Serenity comic signed (proceeds go to charity) and got a picture taken with the ever-affable Mr. Fillion. Thanks, Nathan, you're one of the good ones.

Last but certainly not least was the showing of "Once More With Feeling" the musical episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. All in all the perfect way to end the Con.

Afterward we hustled over to the hotel to get our bags, and then we lugged it all across the way to Lou and Mickeys for our celebratory dinner. I had the garlic broiled shrimp - very good. And the fine staff there were very understanding about our luggage - they let us tuck it away in a discreet corner and after our dinner they even flagged down a cab for us to get to the train station.

And then all that was left was to wend our way home. I just wish those benches at the train station were more comfortable.