Day 2 for the DB1's trip to Comic-Con, or as I like to call it "Hot San Diego State Chicks Dressed as Wonder Woman Paid to Pose with Nerdbags." But the panels are great, "The Mist" looks fantastic, and the 5 dollar pretzel hot dogs are tasty. I even considered asking Lou Ferrigno if he considers himself the prototype for the modern day Muscle Douche, but thought better of it. He's bulgy.

Speaking of comic supervillians, I was wondering what The Choadmonster had been up to since his series on the Sci-Fi channel was canceled. Good to see him in this pic gettin' his 'bag hand gestures on. His mastery of the douche-face remains potent, even if he will end up selling his signature for 20 bucks a pop at Comic-Con 2011. Regardless, his triumvirate of lamp chop goodness definitely rivals the pieces of cheesecake handing out promo flyers down in the dealer hall. Hang in there Choadmonster. There's always The Surreal Life.