(I rise out of my metal folding chair and speak clearly to
the group: Hi, my name is AH and I have a problem…
In unison the crowd ritually repeats: Hi, AH. Meanwhile, let's get back to the post.)
So I’m in some unknown line. After 15 minutes, a volunteer walked the line
and mentioned that Caity Lotz was running late because she was tracking down her
photos. It seemed they were delivered to the wrong hotel.
Once Caity arrived with her photos, the line moved. My inaction with Caity was pedestrian. Although
of note, someone had made a pipe cleaner figure of her character. They added an immense amount of cleavage to
the figure.
Also noteworthy, Caity did table photos. As a very little one came up to the table, got down to one knee and posed t make sure it was a good shot. It was sweet.
AH
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