Last year atom.com popped my nerd-cherry with my very first Comic-con. It was sensory overload to be sure. I was bombarded with the sights of sprawling promotional displays, the dull roar of wall-to-wall geeking out over Battlestar Galactica, and the resultant smells from people wearing bulky, poorly ventilated costuming for 7 hours. The time has come for me to share that stank with you again.










