Comic Con 2009: Saturday
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nepentheI took my time waking. Cuddled Bunny. Nearly put on my TARDIS t-shirt before remembering that the Doctor Who panel wasn’t until Sunday. Was off!
Every year I tell myself I’m not going into the Dealer’s Hall on a Saturday and every year I do it, and it’s awesome. Seriously insane, but awesome. Saturday is Masquerade. Everyone is out and about in their costume finery. Got tons of awesome pics. I snagged the Lost 13th Episode of The Middleman for effex; and got signed stuff. Free stuff galore. Picked up a few books and comic books from their authors (this is one of the best parts of Comic Con, for me). I scored a major win when I purchased Aimee Major Steinberger’s Japan Ai: A Tall Girl’s Adventures in Japan, but moreso when I made off with her Doctor Who Sketchbook of awesomeness. She was dressed a Kaylee. Her husband was dress as a Spartan, and had the body to rock his Speedo and cape. He was bringing her lunch on a tray, and offered to set it down and come take a picture with me. I told him to hold still: I had to get a picture to seal the image of a hot Spartan serving junk food like a hot, hot man-slave. As I took the picture, he said, “With every hotdog you buy, you get a free six pack”. WHERE DO I FIND ONE OF THOSE? 
On top of that fun, Aimee told me JOHN BARROWMAN WAS HERE, down that row, PAST LENORD NEMOY, and SIGNING AUTOGRAPHS.
nepenthe: aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aimee: Don’t you want me to sign these?
nepenthe: Hurry! Hurry, before he leaves me! They always leave me! I’m never on time!
John was gone, but only to lunch and returned within twenty minutes. I was in such I state of fannish bliss, it did not occur to me to pick one up for effex; (although I contemplated using the experience as an extortive measure to make sure she comes out to San Diego for Comic Con ’10 with me. I am EVIL.). I was bouncing by the time I got up to him, and a little flustered because, you know, CAPTAIN JACK, and HOTNESS.
nepenthe: “For me, the Torchwood panel was the highlight of Comic-Con last year!”
John: *Diligently autographing my photo, then, looking up at me through those pretty, long lashes with a grin because he already knows the answer: “Who’s your favorite this year?”
nepenthe: *palpitations*: “That may very well be you. Again.”
Let me tell you, that man is seduction on a stick.
So, ever so careful not to bend or smudge my beautiful, beautiful signed photograph and cursing myself for not wearing my TARDIS t-shirt for signing, I did what any fangirl would do: I called to gush to my best friend, ie, effex;. Who bemoaned her John Barrowman Autograph-less state, prompting nepenthe to cave like wet tissue and get back in line, like a dork, and get John to sign another photo.
The things I do for my friends.
At least the second go round, I saw someone dressed as Captain Jack get John to sign a replica of John’s own license plate (John was tickled, since it was exactly like the one on his car). I also had someone take a picture of me with John, so it was an overall win and cut back on the embarrassment factor.
Chrissy arrived in the afternoon, Natalieless. I was going to send her off to the Kevin Smith line, but even though I’d reminded her and reminded her over and over to make sure her camcorder was charged and had blank tape, she’d failed to charge it. We found an open outlet and started charging, though realized it wasn’t going to be in time for Smith. Ended up just chilling in the hall, seeing if we couldn’t discover Adam Savage (we never did see him).
However, happenings always happen at Comic-Con. Someone with a video camera approached me and asked if I would give an interview on the upcoming projects for Astroboy, Tin-tin and the Hobbit. They liked us. They liked us a lot, apparently, because they asked us about other movies. I told them what I thought about Lovely Bones, chatted them up about District 9, which the lady interviewer became very interested in hearing how that panel was received. I told her about the gulf between the previews I’d seen on TV, which implied it was nothing more than your average Sci-Fi alien movie, when from what I’d seen in Hall H it looked like a film that has a broader audience. I told them not to be afraid to show their unknown lead actor in the previews, because the story revolves around him and he’s awesome. Which lead to a general diatribe about Hollywood being too stuck on not taking risks by preferring to cast known actors over the actor who is right for the role (huge mistake!!!), or being afraid to acknowledge that a Sci-Fi movie has smart social commentary (refugees, partitioned off, in South Africa, who are ALIENS. No social commentary that I can see, nope, none, zip). They were happy I could comment at length on how I felt about LotR and The Hobbit, plus PJ and the actual making of the films. If I’d known about the Christopher Tolkien fuckery, I’m sure I would have commented on that. At length.
I’ve no idea where that video has gone off to (should have pressed more in my questions about what the survey was for, as she only said that it was research into the promotion of films when I asked). They must have grilled Chrissy and I for a good half hour. There was a lot of attentive note-taking and flurry of cameras and they had me sign a film release soooo. No clue, but exciting.
After that, Chrissy and I decided that there was no chance we could actually get in to see Kevin Smith, so we went to sit in Room 6 for the Mythbusters. We had to sit through Ray Bradbury, who is very old. I learned that his 8th great-grandmother was one of the witches burned in the Salem witch trials, and I realized that in my studies for Myles’ class I’d researched her.
Then we had to sit through the . . . what the hell was that called again? Oh! Vampire Diaries. They showed the first episode and held a brief panel. It’ll be a great show to MST3k, for sure. Anyway, during that crap I couldn’t help pouring over my beautiful Doctor Who Sketchbook. The girls next to me saw, fell in love, and wanted one too. I told her I’d take her to Aimee myself, so off we went.
The Red Shirt Room Guards have a policy where they’ll hand you a little Monopoly “get back in the panel free” slip when you exit a panel. With funny money in hand, we literally ran down to the Dealer’s Hall. I took them to Aimee, but Aimee was all sold out, a disappointment to everyone involved. At least I got to tell Aimee I’d shown John Barrowman her Captain Jack sketch, and he’d liked it, which made Aimee delighted.
My new friends and I raced back up to the vampire panel, but before I went back in, I bid one last time on the Patricia McCracken painting I wanted. I’ve been trying to win one for the past, oh, FOUR GODDAMN YEARS and failed every time. This year, there was a gorgeous red one which HAD BEEN MADE FOR ME. With 10 min. left both for bidding and until I wouldn’t be able to get back into Room 6 for Mythbusters, I circled it like a ravenous buzzard, made one last bid and left.
Got back in time. About 5 min before the panel starts, Chrissy, who had left Natalie to the care of the father, received a text message. He was demanding that Chrissy come home as soon as possible because Natalie was crying and wouldn’t stop and he’d been out to sea all week and needed a break.
I told Chrissy that she’d been waiting four years for a chance to attend Comic Con, and more immediately, had been waiting all day specifically for the Mythbusters panel. My recommendation was to ignore the text. He was a father now, and I pointed out to my sister that he needed to realize that dads don’t get days off, and Chrissy deserved some fun after getting no more than three hours of sleep a night for the past five weeks.
She didn’t leave, thank goodness, but I had my suspicions that she would skip Sunday.
The Mythbusters panel was awesome. Kari, if you didn’t already know, was out with her new born baby girl. Adam had been wearing a totally awesome Joker mask and suit from the bank robbery scene in The Dark Knight, terrorizing children in the Dealer’s Hall all afternoon. The person who found him out won an iPhone loaded with Mythbusters episodes (Apple trying to kiss and make up with Adam?).
Adam revealed that the strangest request he’d ever received from a fan was that someone asked to be sent all the footage of Kari yelling and talking dirty to the plants (creepy!) from the talking to plants episode.
I’m looking forward to next season, where there will be an entire episode devoted to Duct Tape. Tory says it’s his new favorite building material, and Adam and Jamie hinted that they made something entirely out of duct tape and, “drove around in it for about four hours.” Yay!!!!
On my way back on the trolley, I had a sort-of creepy looking guy sit across from me and start chatting me up. I could tell because he was grinning a lot, and it was sort of irritating because I could tell from the off I could out-nerd his ass with my pinky.
Guy: “So what panels did you go to today?”
nepenthe: *Cordial* “Mythbusters.”
Guy: “But I heard that was hard to get into.”
nepenthe: *slit eyes of ‘you-have no idea how to get around this convention, do you?’*
Guy: “Er, so what panel are you going to tomorrow?”
nepenthe: “Doctor Who.”
Guy: “Really? They have one for Doctor Who? Which Doctor?”
nepenthe: *unleashes Geek Smash +20*: “Which Doctor? IF YOU ACTUALLY KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT DOCTOR WHO, WHAT PROVERBIAL ROCK HAVE YOU BEEN LIVING UNDER? The New Who, the Doctor Who they’ve been showing for the past FIVE YEARS.”
Guy: *taken aback* “I guess I have been living under a rock. Which channel is that on?”
nepenthe: *Death Strike of Nerddom* “THE SAME CHANNEL IT’S BEEN ON FOR THE PAST 49 SEASONS, YOU FUCKTARD: THE BBC. STOP PRETENDING YOU KNOW SHIT ABOUT THIS SERIES JUST TO CHAT ME UP, B-YATCH!”
Guy: *shuts the fuck up and crawls back under his rock*
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Date: 2009-08-06 03:38 am (UTC)A lot, turns out.
John is adorable.
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Date: 2009-08-06 03:52 am (UTC)