Thaaaaaat is what I figured it was.

Which, can I just tell a funny story? We have a friend who is a transsexual man (i.e., born female, transitioned to male). He had top surgery 2 days ago (breast reduction), and posted in his LJ: "I've had Dr. Frankenfurter's song 'I Can Make You a Man' stuck in my head for three days and I have an overpowering urge to buy shiny gold tiny shorts."

::snerk::

ha

what other song would you sing?

My soft pack smells like vanilla. This fact cracks me up to no end, even 7 years later.

If I had smaller tits, I would so totally cross dress on a regular basis. But I have to do painful strapping, so it's mostly on my Next Life, I'll Do This More Often list.

If I had smaller tits, I would so totally cross dress on a regular basis. But I have to do painful strapping, so it's mostly on my Next Life, I'll Do This More Often list

Just strapping? I'd think you'd have to do some padding as well and go for "portly fellow".

So, MFNLaw and I met up with Barb at the hotel where she was staying for her conference. We had a lovely time, talked for about 4 hours and it seemed like half an hour. Side note: there were a LOT of bad fashion choices, and it made for some interesting side notes to our conversation. And as we were chatting at about hour 3.5, a young latino man walked by, and Barb casually mentioned "oh, yeah, the Brazilian soccer team is staying on the eighth floor" I promptly stood up, grabbed my purse and headed for the elevator. Seriously. Okay, I came back after a few steps, but Barb! How could you not mention that FIRST THING. Hot latin soccer players in the hotel!!!!!! but, she's so awesome that I forgave her. ;)

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How could you not mention that FIRST THING. Hot latin soccer players in the hotel!!!!!!

Um... whoopsie?

But we still had a good time and there was much snarking to be done. (And oh dear heavens was there snarking.) But Vortex didn't tell y'all the best part, which was when the chick in the metallic charcoal silver dress, black hose and silver hooker heels was bent over, hands braced on the table next to us so she could speak to her peeps. The unfortunate thing was that her ass was right in Maria's face. There was also the legs spread in classic stripper pose to contend with. I believe that Maria had a word with her before we departed the bar.

But it was SUCH a wonderful time. They even got to meet the rugrats and see tomorrow night's dress and shoes, which got the thumbs up, so I was pleased.

I'ma come back to D.C. without sprog, husband, or conference next time. Imagine the merriment then!

Jilli, I talked to a friend who's been to Comic-Con before, and I think how it works is that you pick up a ticket at the Dark Horse booth (#2615, it's really easy to find on the map), and then they have a drawing and post the results on a board somewhere, and if your number was drawn, you get a spot in line.

This is how you do it. Drop by often for more tix. We had like 15 or so tix last year for Dr. Horrible signing and ended up with 1 winner (I met NPH!).

Ooh, I didn't know you could get multiple tickets! Neeeat.

How long before the signing did they do the drawing? Do you know the day before whether you should plan on it or do you not know until a few hours before?