The house is quiet for a moment, Brian and Tina off to pick up lunch and run some last minute errands. My list of “things to pack” keeps growing exponentially, and I’m starting to wonder if it’s all going to fit in our luggage. My Matt Smith crocheted doll sits nearby, irrationally snuggling with my blue plush Dalek. My iPhone is at the ready, in case any last announcements come through my Twitter feed in the next few hours.
By this time tomorrow, our bags will be packed. By this time tomorrow, we’ll be eating lunch and making last minute plans and loading the car. By this time tomorrow, we’ll be animatedly dissecting the final episode of Doctor Who, predicting the series’ next move with a frenzy.
And in a little over 24 hours, I’ll be boarding the plane to San Diego with my husband.
I hear the familiar “ding” of my phone from the table behind me, and as I pick it up, my hands shake with the hopes that The Nerd Machine is finally, FINALLY announcing Nathan Fillion’s itinerary for the weekend.
(And I’m equally as geeked out when I find it’s a random tweet from Wil Wheaton instead.)
My anticipation and eagerness begins to overflow as I realize I’m about to partake in a weekend where I’m allowed–nay, expected–to fly my nerd flag at full mast with pride.
We’re going to ComicCon, y’all. And I couldn’t be more jazzed.
I’ll be in California (squee!) until next Wednesday, readers!! While this *might* be my last post here till then, there *may* be a few surprises coming your way over the course of the next 10 days. If you’re curious what’s going on with me in Nerdvana, follow me on Twitter (@ThatGabbyAbby) and look for the hashtag #ComicConGab.
And while I’m gone, why not don a red shirt, discuss string theory, fix a broken pipe with bubble gum and a shoestring, repeat your favorite catchphrases, and watch your favorite episode of Firefly? It’s all in the name of Geekdom, friends.