Author: TFHackett

Thor-ly Mythed

Do they have a building occupancy fire code in San Diego? Because if the “Bermuda Rectangle” is so packed that one can’t move, it’s a disaster waiting to happen. Wimpy John, who surely has been to these things before, is no help whatsoever escorting Holly through the crowd. When who should arrive on Holly’s cue: not God (who must be too busy tormenting the folks back in Westview), but a god, the God of Thunder; or maybe the God of Fluster, judging from Holly’s reaction.

Hey, being your host for the last couple weeks has been excruciating fun! Get ready for Beckoning Chasm’s turn in the barrel. See ya in the comments! —TFH

Doom Me

From yesterthread:

Rembrandt36
July 10, 2014 at 11:38 pm
I’ve been to comic con. At least 1/4 of the people that go are cosplayers. Nice to see not one damn cosplayer in this illustration.

Happy now? Holly is initially taken aback to find Marvel supervillain Doctor Doom lurking behind her. Luckily for her, though, as one of the most intelligent humans in the Marvel Universe, the Doctor has already memorized all the comic book inventory on the floor, and magnanimously assists Holly in her quest.

Out of My Brain on the #115

You’d think the comic book seller would make a little more of an effort to run after a prospective sale. You’d think that he’d keep #115, “the rarest of the run,” in a protective slab instead of (misfiled!) in a bin for conventioneers to paw through. You’d think that by now I’d have stopped looking for logic within the panels of a Funky Winkerbean comic.

Comic-Conjoined

The three amigos check in at what looks like the San Diego Marriott Marquis & Marina, already decked out their Comic-Con attire: John’s exchanged his customary black t-shirt with a Batman logo for a black t-shirt with an even bigger Batman logo, Crazy Harry wears a Jedi outfit, and Holly has gotten out the fabric marker to make her own Komix Korner pink t-shirt; all three are sporting their smirkiest smirks.