We're surrounded by Stormtroopers, ninjas and a variety of overweight teens dressed in strange outfits that look more like pajamas than costumes.
I know I'm a dork, I dragged my family to a third-tier comic book convention after all, but there's just something about being surrounded by these people that makes you feel so much better about yourself.
And I think that's the lesson I hope Kaylee takes away from all of this.
You may not have a lot of money, you may not love your job, you may not be happy with the hand life has dealt you. But at least you're not an 45-year-old man dressed as what appears to be a cross between a kitty and a Japanese call girl.
