Last night: Bagdad time, pre-Midnight Movie. Visited with friends. Got more congrats for winning the trip to San Diego Comic Con. Snapped this picture of Bobbie "Bobbie Girl" Winchell, Bobby "Fatboy" Roberts, Mike "Culture Pulp" Russell and Aaron "Geek in the City" Duran. Had tacos. Visited more. Watched, and cheered at, Independence Day -- it's a goofy, doofus-y, stupid movie that I still really, really like, and I LOVE how much the audience (a big one, too) got into it. Lots of cheering, whooping, fist-pumping, and salutes, and a lot of us recited "Welcome to Earf!" and mouthed along to Bill Pullman's speech. (Elegant touch: the movie reached "July 3rd" at almost exactly midnight, when the real July 2nd became the real July 3rd.) Walked/jogged home. Slept the sleep of the dead.
What's next? We'll find out! (Oh, by the way, next month's Midnight Movie will be Jurassic Park.)