Sunday, September 4, 2011

Do or Do Nots of Dragon*Con 2011

Spending the day at Dragon*Con can only be summed up through pictures.  Here is my guide to the DO's and DON'T's of Dragon*Con!

DO

DO NOT

DO NOT

DO

DO

DO NOT...she was beyond annoying

Left = DO and Right = DO NOT

DUH...DO

Carrot head...I'm going to go with DO

DO NOT

DO!!!!

White-haired Jedi = DO NOT

Left = DO NOT and Right = DO

For the love of God...DO NOT

DO

DO

DO NOT

DO NOT

I had my friend David pose for a fake picture...the guy in the cape and tie staring at our fake picture was only wearing that and nothing else...DO NOT

DO

DO NOT

DO

DO NOT

DO

DO

Couple on the left = DO NOT

DO NOT

DO

DO

DO!!!

DO NOT

DO

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Brats in Beer, Cowboy Beans and the Black Bart

Me = meeting her on Sunday

Labor Day means cookouts, start of college football and Dragon*Con.  I’ll spend this afternoon watching football and tomorrow at the mother ship of nerd gatherings, Dragon*Con.  I’m super excited because one thing I am, for sure, is a nerd.  I have a massive Star Wars toy collection plus a tattoo of R2D2 on my leg.  I fly my nerd flag daily.  This year Carrie Fisher will be there.  I plan to meet her and I dream about spending happy hour with her.  I'm such a nerd that I plan to have her sign a carded vintage toy AND a copy of Postcards from the Edge. Trust I will take tons of pictures and share them here tomorrow.  As if all that weren’t enough, I plan to cookout on Monday evening.  This is what is on the menu.  Happy Labor Day and May the Force Be With You.

I will drink Black Barts while I make dinner and along with the meal.  A Black Bart is equal parts stout and cola.
Brats in Beer (http://www.publix.com/aprons/meals/SimpleMeals.do)
Ingredients
1 tablespoon butter
4 bratwurst links
2 cups frozen pepper stir-fry (contains sliced green/red/yellow peppers and onions)
1 (8-ounce) bottle light beer
1/2 teaspoon Montreal steak seasoning
4 Bakery hoagie rolls

Preparation
Preheat large saucepan on medium-high for 2-3 minutes.  Add butter and swirl to coat. Add bratwurst, cover and cook 5 minutes, turning halfway through cook time.  Add pepper stir-fry, beer and steak seasoning. Stir and cook 10 minutes, or until liquid is mostly absorbed, stirring occasionally.  Slice rolls lengthwise, leaving half inch to hold top and bottom slices together.  Place 1 bratwurst on each bun and divide stir-fry mixture between each serving. Serve.

Cowboy Beans  (http://www.publix.com/aprons/meals/SimpleMeals.do)
Ingredients
1 (15-ounce) can pork and beans
1 (15-ounce) can black beans
1/4 cup hickory-smoke flavored barbecue sauce
2 tablespoons light brown sugar
1 teaspoon mustard
2 tablespoons cooked, crumbled bacon

Preparation
Open both cans of beans, draining black beans only.  Place in saucepan: pork and beans, black beans, barbecue sauce, brown sugar, mustard and bacon. Stir and cook on medium 10-15 minutes, stirring occasionally. Serve.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Freaky Friday Favorites

Whoa…I just noticed I passed 30,000 pageviews.  Thanks so much for reading.  I love you guys more than my luggage.  Enjoy the Freaky Friday Favorites!
























Thursday, September 1, 2011

Air Dancers are Creepy as Shit

I shudder each and every time I see one of those giant air dancers.  They are just gross; popping, locking, sliding and gliding all over the place.  Yuck. BTW, I’m also disturbed by giant inflatables.  The air dancer trend seems to be big in the south while the inflatable craze seems to grow (har har) in popularity as you head west and north.  Eventually the air dancers will meet up with the giant inflatables and then, we are really screwed.  Nobody has planned for an air/inflatable apocalypse.  I suppose the easy solution to this kind of uprising (hardy har har) would be to arm ourselves with rapid fire dart guns or perhaps wear a full body pin suit.  Even with the ease of weaponry, it is a scary thing to imagine. Here are a few pictures of these bastards.  The first two are way too close to my house for comfort and the last one was a terrifying imagine from our drive back from Branson.


Can you imagine being the poor bastard sitting in the truck when that air dancer "head" pops up in front of your window?