Author Archives: Rob Reuter

If you’re looking for an AUTHENTIC, old school comic convention celebrity meetup, Gil Gerard and Erin Gray are signing in the general autograph area for the cost of a Big Mac, and might blow you for the cost of a rare cheeseburger and an Arrogant Bastard Ale. [read more at link] Continue reading →

The only reason I know that I haven’t yet been frozen out of my first-choice hotel is because they haven’t put Comic-Con 2011 dates up for reservation yet… and yes, I have called every day since I got back (Martha on the reservation desk either has caller ID or she answers all callers with a hearty “Fuck off, Reuter!”). [read more at link] Continue reading →

“Don’t worry about it. After everything you’ve described, I’m thinking about taking the kids out there for next year’s Comic-Con.”
I goggled at him. “Sorry, you can’t. That’s a stupid idea. And you’re stupid for having it.” [read more at link] Continue reading →

Before you ask: I don’t go to any of the Hall H programming anymore, so I don’t know anything about the stabbing. And you can tell I’m telling the truth because this sentence isn’t “And I’m not answering any more questions without my lawyer here.” [read more at link] Continue reading →