Should I Stay or Should I Go Now?

Dallas ComicCon is this Saturday. Do I want to go alone this year? Possibly get trampled by a flock of cosplay geeks? Get squished by the autograph seeking hoards? Get mauled by children in Darth Maul costumes? Get washed downstream in a Dallas flash flood? Get asphyxiated on a $20 hot dog? Get rolled by rival cartoon gangs? Ah, who am I kidding-of course I have to go!

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The Strange Case of Mr. Doofus and The Business Man


Saturday was a fun day, but a beating! Spent most of the day at Dallas Comiccon Fan Days in Irving, then drove into Dallas for a book signing. Only gallons of coffee and soft drinks kept my old carcass from having a fit of narcolepsy. In my caffeine induced stupor, I thought it would be fun to take selfies in public restrooms like teenage girls, strippers and hog farmers. I think I was actually more comfortable in the paper mache head, than the 15 year old suit pants. At least the cartoon outfit pants didn’t pinch my muffin top so much that I thought that I was going to pass out! And they were purposely high water pants…

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