slicin’ up eyeballs

I just got my schedule from Creation for the convention this weekend.
Now, I’ll be honest: I’m mostly posting this here because I’m too lazy to call my friends and family and tell them what’s up. (Crap. I just realized that writing it all out takes longer than making six phone calls. Shit.)
Well, here it is, anyway:

Schedule for Saturday, March 27.

• 2:10 PM Performance of material from JAG and Barefoot
• 5:30 PM Photo Op
• 9:00 PM Dessert Party

At all other times, I’ll be in some autograph area hawkin’ my shit signing things, unless there’s someone really cool on stage, in which case I will be in the auditorium going fanboy.

Last year, they gave me 50 minutes to perform. I was able to read Hooters and The Trade from Just A Geek, and an excerpt from Sponge Bob Vega$ Pants (the “Star Trek: The Experience” section, for those of you following along at home. Be sure to turn the page when you hear R2-D2 whistle.) from Dancing Barefoot.
This year, I hope to get closer to one hour, and I’ll perform Hooters (It’s a good intro), the WFS story from Barefoot, and something else TBA from JAG.
Guess what I get to do now? If you said “Go see Dawn of the Dead with Darin, give yourself a prize, and GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
UPDATE: Just got back.
Huge plot holes, and a little “over shot,” but still a really good time, and a great break from the eye-twitch-inducing stress of the JAG deadline. I certainly enjoyed it more than The Shining Part II The Dark Half Strikes Back Secret Window.
I didn’t think of it as a remake, or even a retelling of the original. It just seemed to take the “there’s lots of zombies who can only be killed by head wounds, so let’s go to the mall” idea, and ran with it.
But, uhm . . . when the hell did zombies suddenly get to run fast? Did I miss a memo?