Is that Gwyneth’s good friend, Mr. Nicholas Claus?

Gabe, I don’t want to be the PaPa to your Madonna, but as an experienced “non professional, half ass fan”, I would have loved to preach to you about how to enjoy Comiccon. I never once set foot in that Hall H line. I didn’t go to see Sylvester or Angelina, I went to see Joe Ruby and Ken Spears explain how they came up with the name for Scooby Doo (there was no line and easily 25 empty seats to hear them and Sid and Marty Kroft try to get their mouths close enough to a microphone so that we could hear them. And we saw a clip from the 1970′s classic horror film “Rumpelstiltsken”.) I went to walk down the main hall and see 25 year old Jessica dressed as “Quail Man” from Doug, and stop her and take a photo with her and say “this is the best costume I’ve ever seen at all my Comiccon’s”, and she was genuinely complimented! I went to sit next to 17 year old Linda (who obviously rides the short bus to school) on the trolley and she showed me all of her photos and said “How do you like that COS play” and I just kept saying “I love it!”. I went to be the last in line at the Tommy Wiseau autograph signing and when we took a photo together, he said “what do you want to do?” and I said, “you’re the director, what do you want ME to do?” and we of course made the “shaka bra” sign…three times! I went to hear Doc Hammer at the Venture Bros. panel spend 8 minutes of a 15 minute question period talking about his best, worst movie ever. He finally said, “I’m gonna go ahead and ruin the ending for you…” and then someone held up a sign “you have 5 minutes left” and everyone cracked up because it was only question #2! I bought a super cute Star Wars Leggos pin and gave it to a 6 year old on the trolley Sunday morning (he and his brother had fake blood in their hair and I asked if it was real and they were so stoked!) I went to sit next to a semi professional soprano at the Dr.Horrible Sing Along and he sang sooooo loud and well that I was able to sing at the top of my lungs, and not one person looked at me! And I took a picture of a 5 year little girl who knew every word to every song from Dr. Horrible with a 6 year old little boy in a perfect Evil Dr. Horrible costume that his mom made for him. And I stopped Joss Whedon at the bar at the Hilton and told him I loved his panel, and he stood around and talked to us for like 20 minutes. Just us and Joss! I went to hear Harry Potter fans talk about shit I’ve never even heard of…and I’ve read the books at least 10 times. I bought the latest Walking Dead and finished it while I waited in line for a sneak peek of I”ts Always Sunny In Philidelphia”, and it was hilarious and soooo fun to watch with a crowd of fans, including the young guys behind me who wanted to run to the nearest liquor store, so they could have shots while they watched the “very special episode”. A tatooo artist invited me to his room for a beer, Rob Cordry leaned over my shoulder to admire a poster I was looking at and said “that is reallly cool” and three gay guys sitting next to me knew every call out line to the closing Buffy sing along. Every time Michelle Trachtenberg came on screen they yelled “die bitch!” That was my Comiccon…I wish you could have shared it with me!

Failure to Launch. Please! CGI animals that attack, best friends named Tripp, Ace and Demo and Terry Bradshaw naked! Seriously, what more could you ask for in Worst Movie of All Time.

I love that the chic in the first video is wearing a fetching outfit from the Heidiwood clothing line. At least we know she sold one zebra striped halter!