Buenos Nachos El Moochadores! The last few days I’ve been slammed by a nasty case of “Con Crud”, but I’m getting better and just like Chudd and Buttery Wholesomness, I’ll be posting my own record of the Con and it’s geeky awesomeness in a day or two. However, until then, let me just say that one of the things I like most about Comic Con is the Line Buddy. A “Line Buddy” is that roll of the dice (you never know who your going to meet next) person who patiently waits in front of (or behind) you, as you wait to enter Hall H. While waiting, the Line Buddy is your perfect, short term, companion to geek out with you on the upcoming panel of what ever topic may have gotten you to wait two to three hours in an outdoor, sunny mid-July, line. They’re often far more enthusiastic, lore entrenched, and quote ready about the television, movie, comic book, or actors, than you’ll ever hope to be. It isn’t often one thinks to record an encounter with a line buddy, but recently Youtube user razpenguin posted his own brief encounter with a line buddy.
Just an after thought here: Frosty, if you are out there, you’re nine levels of awesome rolled up in Kung-Fu punch to the head. Don’t change buddy, but take what you got there, get drunk and keep storm’n the castle. I’m serious here when I say, if I had a tenth the dedication to anything in my life that you have for your game, I’d be a fucking NASA monkey riding a nuclear bronco to the moon right now. Good on you Frosty!