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State of the Comic-Con Me
So I am currently in San Diego and I am sitting next to kimera and paying for expensive internets until my laptop runs out of power (which will be much sooner than the hour and 44 minutes it claims I have because it LIES) and we are sitting through the Comic Book Club presentation which is comedy writers (including the voice of Tom Servo) talking about comic books because Buffy singalong is next. And we hung out with rhi_silverflame today, and had dinner last night with her and shadowriter and lizbetann and diannelemerc, and have been generally hanging with brightone and steinba and sideofzen and jetpack_monkey and midnightfae and airawyn and several other folks whose LJ names I don't know yet but ought to. Also I got my picture taken with Johnny Yong Bosch and got Terry Moore's autograph and we missed the Joss panel because people lined up at insane o'clock to get into the room and I don't care because life is pretty good right now.

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1. There are times when ninjas make an acceptable garnish.
2. Invisible family at the next table can has our cheeseburgers.
3. My phone attempted to download a pot leaf wallpaper from my pocket. As you do.


2007-07-29 03:54 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hah. I'm not surprised about the Joss Whedon fans. They always go nutso around him. I'm sure they followed him to the toilet and recorded his farts.

You should see the James Marsters fans. I was at Dragon con a few years ago, and his fans started lining up before 6:00 am to see his 10:00 pm show. They got all pissed because the Dragon Con security kept running them off and breaking up their queue. It had to be broken up because they were impeding foot traffic for upwards of 40,000 people. They didn't care. They were like rabid animals.

What was really hilarious was to sit way in the back with the people who had just wandered in drunk and had no idea who the heck this dude named James Marsters was. They had some hilarious comments that would have enraged his fangirls. Enraged them.

He has this same group of women that follow him all over the place. All the time. I don't understand how they do it. I don't know how they hold on to their jobs, pay their bills, et cetera.

Oh heck, if I could figure out how to follow David Boreanaz or Chris Eccleston all over the planet, I would. I would. Of course, David or Chris would take out a peace bond on me, but that's a completely different matter.