Mark (that's me) had a fine time today at the Valley Vegas Comic Book Festival. Nice room. Nice turnout. Fun panels. Otherwise, not a lot to report.
My pal Tom Galloway and I had a dinner at a local casino called Ellis Island, which is famous for ridiculously cheap food. The place was packed because of it and because of some sort of Star Wars fan gathering that was dining there — lots of folks who like to dress up like Storm Troopers plus "little person" actor Felix Silla, who I guess played an Ewok in something. Anyway, Tom and I had Ellis Island's famous steak dinner which for $6.99 gives you soup or salad, a piece o' beef about the size of Felix Silla, garlic string beans, your choice of potato and beer or root beer brewed on the premises. I don't drink beer or root beer and for allergy-type reasons, skipped the soup or salad and the green beans. Even passing on those, it was a fine meal. In fancier places, I've paid four times as much for shabbier meat.
It's almost Midnight here. I've been writing for three hours so it's time to go out and take a walk. See ya later…