First, I have to thank Frontier Airlines for going out of their way to make sure I made Preview Night so that I could bring you the talk of the night: the Twilight tent town. The New Moon fans have been camping out since Tuesday night, and they have quite the little commune going outside of Hall H. I had to stop by and see for myself and before I even approached the first tent, you could hear the hoots of derision. "Have you even read Twilight?" said one woman to a fanboy critic. "No? Then you can't judge what you don't know!" Fair enough. I do have to admire their devotion. I don't think I have enough fangirl love in me to camp out for anything short of a Hugh Jackman striptease and even then, I think my pillow and comforter would win out. I'm an indoor sort of girl. Which is why I'm at Comic-Con and not, say, hiking through the Swiss Alps or something like that.

I have to say, I think hiking the Swiss Alps would be less tiring. I only managed one meal today, and spent much of my evening trying to obtain food or clean clothing. (Waiting in the press line made me desperate for a clean, dry shirt. It didn't seem that hot when I stepped off the plane!) The display hall feels like a fever dream, and so few of the booth displays have changed from last year that I feel like I never left.




Things were so crowded that I have returned to find every single one of my photos blurry from being jostled and carried away in the tide just as I clicked it. I've salvaged a few -- the biggest and most exciting thing being a mecha-suit from Avatar. Sadly my Avatar toy case photos were useless, but having seen the merchandise, I am still skeptical on James Cameron's epic, which seems to be populated with flying dragons and flowers.

But as always, its the geeky camaraderie that remains a nicer memory than any of the props or booth displays. I found myself jumping into the Warner Bros booth madness in order to obtain a Harry Potter bag. For the fourth year in a row, I was unsuccessful, and ended up with a Human Target one instead. But one of the guys in line immediately befriended me, made sure I kept my place in line, and we ended up hanging out for the rest of the display hall. This is a convention where you have everything in common with the guy or girl next to you, and it's easy to feel like you've known your linemates for years and years.

I have yet to encounter the wax Hugh Jackman or the wall of Iron Man suits, and am keeping my eyes peeled for them on my next trip to the floor. Kevin Kelly and I plan on hitting the floor together for some live video coverage, so fear not, homebound geeks, you'll soon feel as if you're right here with us!

Today the madness begins in earnest, so keep checking Cinematical for the latest news from the con.