The convention was hot. I had spent a lot of time in lines, including the one for Jake Busey. He was spending a lot of time with the fans. Especially regarding Starship Troopers. Jake is muscular and his short sleeves showed off the tattoos and biceps.
When I finally got to the table, the handler was too bubbly for
me. I was drenched in sweat and needed some electrolytes. I handed her money,
and slid my photo over to her. She was waiting for me to respond and I didn’t, I
just stood there and sweated.
As I stepped forward, I could tell, she wanted to say
something to Jake about my attitude. But I was saving energy for him. I opened
up. We shook hands, a hard strong grip. I welcomed him to Texas and wished him
a great convention. I told him I was Strangers Things fan so I offered this
photo. He nodded and signed.
Then we shook again and I wandered off for some water and Gatorade.
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