May the Lack-of-Dickery be with you.

I think it was perfectly answered when I asked you at the Phoenix Comicon a few years back "How does it feel to know you've crushed my sweet, innocent, good, inner Wil Wheaton with awesome, evil, douchey, Wil Wheaton?" The answer was short, precise, and to the point: "Feels good, Moon Pie." :)

Stupid stars with their stupid heat and stupid light always ruining stupid summer....

Now witness the firepower of this fully ARMED and OPERATIONAL sense of humor!

I smell a PSA at the end of the next Tabletop.

Will the Wheaton Beer Chronicles (or other such names) be posted elsewhere then? Cuz that's one of my favorite things about your G+ postings.

Huzzah! Let this be a victory over greed and the plotty minds who plot plots that in turn are fueled by greed. So plotty.

Congrats! I know how good it feels to watch your team struggle for several years and flourish when it's needed most and, man, does it feel amazing. Now if only we could get the Canucks to stop sucking so hard...

Don't forget, more flavor comes out with aging. I made Scottish Ale and before bottling it tastes a bit like donkey spit. But after it's aged for a bit it is ZOMGmazing.

I was there for I think the first few of your appearances for the Phoenix Comicon way back in the day and year after year your popularity has multiplied with Con-Goers. It's almost a tradition now to stop by and say hi to Wil Wheaton. I'm glad you're experiencing this level of admiration because you deserve every bit of it. :D

I know you're not a meat person, but if you ever want to see some of the seriously freakishly large lobsters in the world, visit the beaches on the southern tip of Australia. Swear to Kord, you could make faux larping Dragon Scale armor from their carapaces. Imeanwhat?

That is, when you become President of OASIS User Council.

Just think, in five to ten years you might be helping Colm Meaney set up the parameters for his personal Holodeck.

I just got something in both my eyes, too. These are the things that make being an adult completely worth it. I can't wait to be a parent someday.

I laughed so hard. Also, expect ALL the doors in the space station to have TVs installed into them.

Le Wikipedia: "a poop deck is a deck that forms the roof of a cabin built in the rear, or "aft", part of the superstructure of a ship. The name originates from the French word for stern, la poupe, from Latin puppis. Thus the poop deck is technically a stern deck, which in sailing ships was usually elevated as the roof of the stern or "after" cabin, also known as the "poop cabin". In sailing ships, with the helmsman at the stern, an elevated position was ideal for both navigation and observation of the crew and sails." The more you know. *Rainbow*

Side note: FOr those not able to attend this event where can we look to get on such an amazing boat ride? Combo Side Note: Was the atmosphere pretty chill or was there staff to keep rabid fans away from relaxing celebrity people?

The fact that you can't recall any other events other than the super-fantabulous-amazing shows and panels probably means you got a decent amount of relaxation peace of mind. Or everything else was so awesome it just blew your mind. Take your pick.

Hopefully these seamonkies have a longer shelf life.

I've met you several times at cons and I think the reason fans keep coming back to see you (Not that your beard isn't already an awesome site to behold) is that you give them more than that thirty seconds of time. Many of my friends who come early to the show floors of cons have told me how you'll just sit there and gab joyfully when there's nothing going on and it's the highlight of their entire con adventure. Not to mention your blog, twitter hijinks, and extended work with well known online personas. You keep yourself in the spotlight but in such a way that it's not annoying or self centered, but in a way like you're saying "I'm here to entertain you and I'm having a hellova time time doing it." And despite dealing with fans who know how to push your buttons (Kids, don't go to Comicon bothering Wil outside of functions) you handle it with great care and professionalism. For that we are grateful. Keep being awesome. P.S. that signing story kills me every time.

A game you might like to check out is "Aye, Dark Overlord". It's essentially a game like Gloom except three people play minions while one person plays the Overlord. The goal of the game is to build a story as to why the Overlord's best laid plans failed while shirking the blame onto other characters. The cards supply names, pictures, and locations but you're only restricted by your imagination. I recommend it highly especially if you like the feeling of being a Blofeld villain about to send one of your minions to certain doom. Check it out: http://fantasyflightgames.com/edge_minisite.asp?eidm=69

I would also play the crap out of this game. Make it happen! :D

Spoilers: Wil Wheaton is auditioning for Beard Wars, the story of a young Luke Beardwalker and his ongoing mission to explore strange new worlds and save them from the Beardstar, an evil beard-sized space station with firepower able to end worlds with it's sheer amount of unkept dandruff and old food stains. COMING SOON

That is freaking awesome. Secret Santa is the best thing ever. Luckily this year I was my significant other's secret Santa so I got fun with it to. I made it so she couldn't just rip open the present to see what's inside but sealed it with a tab under a piece of paper with a Limerick attached. She had to solve it to open the box. Her limerick was thus: "I'm a mercenary in a hillbilly daze, with a group of rebels involved in tricky trades. My guns make me feel cozy, when the Reavers get nosey, Gee, I wish we'd brought some ______." The answer was obviously "Grenades" and when she popped the box open she was now the proud owner of a hand knitted Jayne Cobb hat.