File this under doing Comic-Con without a badge.
I loved the absurd, sentimental, geeky variety show at w00tstock 7.0.
Of course I wanted tickets to see my Star Trek crush Wil Wheaton.
He treated us to a tale about poop.
Alton Brown entertained us with a lullaby for his daughter.
Also about poop.
(Mental note: avoid shrimp cocktail at airports. Shudder)
A joke from Paul and Storm’s first act stuck around like a broken record during intermission.
Taylor Swift’s ‘Shake It Off‘ was on repeat.
The finale was the perfect exclamation point (middle finger) for the evening.