I'm down in San Diego now, doing the job of three or four Internet journalists ("Multiplicity" still stinks, but I'm really understanding the desire to clone myself). And I'm tired.
Almost didn't make it down here at all. At 6:45 yesterday morning, driving in the carpool lane on the 405 Freeway, the front, right tire on my car exploded. Thankfully, since it wasn't peak driving time, I navigated across four lanes and made it to the breakdown lane. Torn to shreds, my tire was. Lovely. I called AAA for the third time in just over a week (Good Times!) but the normal freeway repair crew arrived first and pulled off the different tire pieces and changed my tire.
And that's the story of why I'm driving around San Diego on a donut.
My first day of San Diego Comic-Con coverage is now up on Zap2it. Check out my Comic-Con News and Notes blog there.
Today's action includes lots and lots of "Snakes on a Plane," plus "The Reaping," "The Wicker Man" and "Children of Men."
Today's action hopefully doesn't include any drama involving my automobile.
Knock on Wood.