I thought she looked classy and elegant in the photo; I didn’t
want the color choice to be distracting. She assured me it would look nice. I think
it does.
Maybe I need to have my testosterone checked….?
AH
I thought she looked classy and elegant in the photo; I didn’t
want the color choice to be distracting. She assured me it would look nice. I think
it does.
Maybe I need to have my testosterone checked….?
AH
Olivier is huge. I’m 6’ 3” and I’m dwarfed. He was all
smiles and chatted with everyone. Someone was filming content and Olivier would
pause and talk to the camera.
As I got to the front of the table, the handlers looked at my
photo. Nothing but crickets behind their eyes. That’s okay. The photo ain’t for
them.
Then it was my turn. We shook hands. I tried hard to give a
strong handshake but I could tell, he never felt it. He didn’t squeeze back
incase he hurt me. I was not offended.
He looked down at the photo and stepped back laughing. He looked
over the tables photos to find it. I mentioned
I printed this one myself. He quickly said it was staged for a day that Alan
was off set. It was something fun to do. He turned to the handlers and told
them. He was happy to see this. I made him happy.
As he signed, I mentioned the video of him and his friend in
black suits acting like body guards. Then he asked if he should do more. I, of
course, said yes. He tuned to the camera and said the public wants more. They
have to do more.
With my mission accomplished, I left for the next autograph.
AH
When I got in line, I learned Tom was still doing photo ops
(running late) and had about 50 or more people that he had not finished before
the photo ops. They would be done before he started on us.
Not really an issue other than it’s getting to my bedtime. The
wrinkle is Tom had a panel starting at 8 PM. There is no way he will get to me
by 8 PM. At 7:30, Tom returned from the photo ops. I’m checking the convention schedule to find
if Tom is signing on Sunday. I don’t expect he will get to me. I really don’t want
to at the convention until 10 PM or later. I’m tired and getting cranky…maybe I’m
‘hangry’ and need a Snickers. I rather leave and come back another day if
possible.
As the line management people started checking tickets, I stopped
a guy and asked if Tom was coming back after the panel to sign. He said, no. BUT Tom would be signing for
everyone before the panel started. They were delaying the panel.
To me that made sense as those people had places to sit. We were
standing in place on hard concrete.
With Tom’s return, he was put into overdrive. He started
signing and the line moved at a steady pace. Until your feet and back ache, you
don’t appreciate how nice it is to move a step every 10 or 15 seconds. It took 40
minutes until I was in front of Loki himself and watched him sign my photo and
thank him for coming to Texas.
He signed VERY thickly with the green paint pen. It took a
long time to dry. The San Antonio humidity did not help. I left the photo out
to dry for over 36 hours…just to be sure.
While a little too heavy handed, I like it. Even better, there
was an extra charge for the character name. Tom added that without even asking,
meaning I didn’t pay for it. While I really like having the character name or
quote on a photo, I don’t like to pay for it and I really don’t like when that
extra is almost as expensive as the autograph.
I left a happy albeit tire puppy. The car had a new tire and
The Wife picked me up near the building. I didn’t even have walk far.
AH
Friday morning, The Wife went to Discount Tire and got that
taken care of while I worked SpaceCon.
My first autograph was Adrianne Palicki. I usually think of
Marvel Agents of Shield and Supernatural when her name is discussed. I think most
people associate her The Orville.
She had a very pretty light blue pen I liked. I asked for it
to be used in the sky but after she signed, I should have asked her to sign in
the sand. My bad.
After she signed, I mentioned SDCC. Yes, I am bad about name
dropping those adventures. I told her I was a lucky winner of a secret lottery
at SDCC. She didn’t know what I was talking about. And I’m sure she didn’t. She
had people taking her place to place at SDCC. It was all back corridors that
the crowds never walked. None of the celebrities knows what happens on the floor.
I continued and mentioned I had a winning ticket to the signing
for the movie, Legion. Yes, a long time again. She smiled. I still have my signed poster with Bettany and
Gibson, and her autographs.
She said she loved working with Paul Bettany. she had a few
more accolades about Paul. Which is great to hear as I like his movies too.
AH
This was my last autograph for Houston. I was tired. Not from standing in long lines but lack of sleep and the long drive. I was ready to go home.
Pam Grier had about 20 people in line. She was chatting with
everyone. And she was inclusive with her chatting. Everyone in line was part of
the conversation, not just the person in front of her. I heard a lot of what
she was saying. It was interesting. She talked about growing on a farm in
Wyoming and moving to Denver and riding a bike everywhere. Then going to college
and the start of her career. Even though
I was tired, it was informative and entertaining.
AH
He signed in a neat green paint pen I wanted Laurence to use
(get over it, I say to myself). Since he had a few seconds, I mentioned seeing Matrix
at The Cosm outside of Dallas. He wasn’t aware of this immersive version. As I mentioned
he needed to check it out, another fan came to the table and I wandered off.
AH
A few weeks prior, I found a photo I liked and printed it. at
the show, the table photos had some photos which were similar but not as good as
my photo and not cropped how I wanted.
The encounter with Laurence was brief and done before I knew
it. I did get to say I loved Searching for Bobby Fisher. He replied the movie
still holds up. I agree.
I wish he wasn’t so fast to sign. He had a nice green pen
that would have given a neat Matrix green contrast to the black and white of
the photo. His black sharpie does look
good and it’s a nice sized signature.
I’m happy.
AH
I have to admit, I’m clueless. About 6 months ago, I saw a reference
to ‘DCC’ on a DragonCon Facebook page. I
had no idea. After reading several comments, I learned it meant Dungeon Crawler
Carl. Well, that didn’t really add much light. So, I googled that. That was
more productive.
This is a fairly famous and popular book series. It seems to
have some hard-core fans. I have been in the dark for a while. When I mentioned
it to friends, it seems everyone is surprised I am living under a dark rock…or in
a dungeon. Because of the hype, I felt I had to get this autograph. However, I was
too late. The free tickets were gone. One of my friends that knew about DCC, mentioned
the convention was doing wait list. I joined that. I actually was selected.
My plan of getting there early was to ensure I was toward
the front of Matt’s line when the signing started. I had some other graphs I wanted
and didn’t want to miss out on them. Turned out I was 3rd in line. Yeah
me!
I handed over my book and told him I hadn’t read this yet
but EVERYONE is talking about it. He smiled and signed. He took a closer look at
my shirt and asked if that was Arizona. Yes, I was wearing my obligatory UofA
golf shirt. I smiled and nodded and asked if he went there. He stated he lived
there. Then I said I was there for college and actually met The Wife there. She
lived in a small town south of Tucson. I
told him the town. Now his smile got big and he said he lived there for a while
too. We were BOTH speechless. He mentioned the community and it sounded very familiar.
We both paused again. Do we investigate this further. Do we leave it as it is.
Do we exchange numbers.
Then the handler stepped up and said Matt had a LOT of people
in line. And he did. Hundreds. She said they all wanted to see Matt and talk
about Carl. She was correct. I had taken
more time than I expected. Matt was great
and said to the handler, that he was asking the questions and it wasn’t not my
fault. We both knew we needed to move on. We shook and I went on to the next autograph.
When I got home, The Wife said Matt lived was very close to
her. His neighborhood was built after she left. They never crossed paths.
AH
The other autograph I wanted from Texas Frightmare was GinaGershon. She has been in a lot of movies. She normally portrays a very sexy or sensual woman. And the photos I found for her represented that. I don’t have an issue with that but I was hoping for something a little tamer for my blog. Afterall, my Dad will occasional read this.
So, after searching, I found something I liked. I think it’s
a nice compromise.
After completing my Warwick marathon, I found Gina. Just 2
people in front of me. I handed over the photo and she laughed. She said she
remembered this. I told her I actually
watched the series and I liked it. It was silly but fun. She said it was only
on for one season.
And like a fool, I corrected her. I said ‘Tripping the Rift’
was on for 3 seasons but she only was only on it for 1. I got a frown. Oops. She recovered and found a dark blue pen that
was better than the one I had and signed. Gina’s pen matched the hair tint on
the animated character.
She mentioned she forgot the character name. I told her. She
wrote the numeral. Then she realized it was written as text and not a number. She
apologized. For me that was a bonus and I didn’t mind.
I left and it was now close to 10 PM. My Frightmare was
over. I was already thinking about the
drive to Houston for Comicpalooza the next morning.
AH
This autograph I have wanted for a long time. Mostly because of scarcity…not because I’m a Willow fan. When Texas Frightmare announced WarwickDavis, I was excited.
Since I did not have a VIP ticket and I really wanted/needed to
get this signature on Friday as I had other plans for the weekend, I got in
line 6 hours before the doors opened. That is 6 hours in the hot Texas sun. If
a buddy didn’t sit with me and share water and umbrella for shade, I would have
died. Not literally died, but I would have been very sunburnt and extremely
dehydrated.
After 6 hours of torment, I entered the air conditioned building and made my way to the Warrick line. Not too bad, about 150 people in
front of me. Now we waited until he showed up. Which wasn’t too long after I sat
in my little camping chair. Warrick
arrive riding a mini-Segway or maybe it was a hover board with a steering bar. He arrived
in style.
I’m in line at 6 PM. He arrived about 6:15 PM.
About 7 PM he took a short break.
Then there were photo ops. A few more VIPS arrived and were
placed in front of the general admission people like me.
At 9:30 PM, I’m about to enter the room where he was signing. The aches and pains are dulled from the adrenaline
rush of being so close. When I handed over my photo, he knew the exact color
pen and where to sign. He added a quote and character name without being asked.
Very cool.
Then I thanked him and left. It was 9:45 PM.
A very long day for an autograph.
AH