How does that old joke go? You know, the one where Batman, Solid Snake and Boba Fett walk into a bar? … There is only one acceptable place in all of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros where the answer can be found: Comic Con! Held at what us mere mortals know as San Diego, California. If your idea of a good time is to wait in lines that stretch as far as the naked eye can see while dressed in heavy costumes made out of material that isn’t exactly weather appropriate, then you were probably joining in on the festivities this past weekend—passionately arguing about either:
(a) Why Hermione just didn’t use the time-turner she had in The Prisoner of Azkaban to go back in time and stop Voldermort from ever existing.
(b) How the ending of LOST was an allegory for the current US economic financial crisis.
(c) Why Twilight is…like…the best thing ever.
(d) Why didn’t the eagles just drop the One Ring into Mt. Doom? Instead of sending poor old Frodo on a thousand mile hike?
(e) How Han shot first! Han always shot first!!