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I went to Phoenix Comicon (May 28-30)! It's a rather small con. Only 14,000 geeks, which is a good geek to guest ratio. You get to spend more time with guests during autographs. And we were allowed to take photos to our hearts content, just as long as it was all right with the guest. Thankfully James has no problem with that. :-D I'd thought I'd tell about my autograph experiences first. Warning, the dorkiness is off the charts here. Haha. Not that that is any different than before, but just sayin'.
James at the autograph table, posing for the official photographer.
So I had this brilliant idea to have James sign something other than one of my photos the next time I got an autograph from him. I told myself, self, why not have him sign my SOCK MONKEY? Because it's clearly not a photo! But still totally normal and people ask celebs to sign their sock monkeys all the time, do they not? Yes! So that idea seemed great until I got to the con, and I learned that James' fiancée was there and sitting at the autograph table. Aha! I'm going to be the biggest dork on the planet in front of James' girlfriend, yay me! So I'm flailing about, saying how I can't embarrass myself in front of Patricia, and my roomies are all, oh yes you can! \o/ Hee. Actually, ghostgirl13 volunteered to go up with me for moral geek support. So I decided to go for it.
And you know what happened! Yeah. Patricia couldn't have been nicer AND she totally loved my sock monkey, proving how much she rocks. Any thoughts of being embarrassed quickly went away. She was collecting the money for the autographs, which was a good way for her to meet the fans. She's very nice and quite lovely.
But onto the signing! I even have pics to show my dorkdom! Thanks to oanimation for being awesome and taking them.
James: Hello, sweetheart. Really good to see you again.
Me: Thank you. It's good to see you too. You look great!
James: Thank you! I feel great. [Starts to sign. Dude didn't even bat an eye. What a pro.]
Me: I hope this works.
James: Monkey fur is hard. [Well, I wasn't going to bring up that my sock monkey is made of sock material and not fur, because why interrupt a bizarre moment with facts?]
James: This is karma coming back to bite me for all those times I didn't personalize. [Haha. Yup.]
Me: [Laughs] Yeah. We've been doing this for seven years and I thought it was time to step it up a notch.
James: [Laughs] Becky, you're a delight. You've made a lot of friends during that time, haven't you? That's my role, to bring you all together so you'll make lifelong friendships.
Me: And you have. Thank you. [He hands me my freshly tattooed sock monkey. It says "To Becky <3 James Marsters". I get hellziggy's black Sharpie back from him, we shake hands and I start to leave.]
James: I really like your bag. Diesel. I could wear that.
Me: Yeah, it's made for men. I like it. [Mission accomplished, much fun had.] I'll see you later.
James: See you soon, Becky. [Personalized autos are fun. He knows my name for the duration and then promptly forgets.]
This is me noticing how incredibly good James is looking. And I like the clothes. Being engaged has helped in that department.
James and Sock Monkey sizing each other up.
Still smiling because that's the way he rolls.
Coveting my bag. Remaining hawt while doing so.
Sock Monkey approves of his new body art.
Observant peeps will notice that not only is there a guy rocking a great Ghost Busters costume, but there are no "Like A Waterfall" CDs on sale at the table. That's because James forgot to bring them. Way to sell stuff, James. ;-D
Saturday autos.
Here James is talking to Rosie and Patti. Yes, that's Patricia sitting behind there. And yes, Steve is wearing Bermuda shorts. :-D
This time I was back to having him sign a photo I took. I know, but I ran out of sock monkeys. Woe.
We shake hands.
James: Hello sweetheart, good to see you again.
Me: It's good to see you too.
James: [Looks at photo.] Right on, Becky. You always make me look so cool.
Me: You are cool. I just point the camera and shoot.
James: [Smiles and signs.]
Me: So are you writing any new songs?
James: I'm writing a new one now. I'm having trouble with the bridge. [At this point, he mentions his son, but I didn't catch how he's involved. But I believe he's helping James write this song, and since he's gotten his guitars taken away from him for the time being, he's not able to help his dad right now.] It just doesn't sound right.
Me: You told me the same thing about the cowboy song...[Was it the cowboy song? I'm not sure.]
James: [nods] Yeah! [I guess it was that song.]
Me: ...and I've never heard it. [Erm, except on YouTube.]
James: I'm going to sing it tonight.
Me: Oh really?
James: Yeah. [He leans over and looks sheepish.] The things about this new song is that it's another one of those sad puppy songs.
Me: Oh James. [I shake my head. Then I take another photo out, this one taken by me at the P.S. I Love You premiere. See below.] Here, this is for you.
James: [Laughs] Oh wow. You know, this was the night the Democrats took over congress. [OK, now I'm confused.] I had been waiting all day but they wouldn't shoot me. And then this happened.
Me: [Knowing the dates weren't matching, but not wanting to take up more of his time to discuss it.] I didn't know that. [Because that's better than saying, "Huh?" lol We shake hands.] Good seeing you.
James: [Smiles and nods.]
Haha! This photo was taken in Dec 2007, about a year after the Dems took control of congress. So maybe he was talking about some incident on set, when he waited all day to shoot a scene? Or something? And he stuck his tongue out then? I don't know! Someone translate James for me!
After the Q&A on Saturday, James came back for more autos. I just took a few pics.
At this point, I was ded from the cute.
Now do you see how HARD it is to get a few shots of James? :-D
But it's completely worth it. Guh.
Sunday autos.
I didn't take any photos at the auto table because I'd just spent the morning getting pics of James at the coffee thingy (more about that in another post.) Here's what happened. I'd brought the copy of the Shakespeare sonnets that James had read and discussed at the Valentines event this year.
James: Good to see you again, Becky. [Wait a minute. Did he remember my name? o.O]
Me: Good to see you again too. Will you sign on your favorite sonnet?
James: I will. [Finds it quickly. It's sonnet 34.] It's a sad puppy sonnet. [Sad puppy was the phrase of the weekend, methinks.]
Me: Like the songs you write.
James: [smiles] Yeah. [Starts reading the first few lines.] "Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, and make me travel forth without my cloak. To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?"
Me: [All happy to find out his favorite, and to hear him read it] Fantastic. I'm so glad you're not retiring. That was a rumor going around.
James: Oh hell no. I'm going to die on stage.
Me: Great. [That probably came out wrong. Hee.]
James: [shakes my hand] Good seeing you again.
Me: Good seeing you too.
So that's it for the wacky auto experiences. I'll be putting a whole bunch more pics on my site as soon as I get them all processed. :)
ETA: Got the auto pics up here.
James at the autograph table, posing for the official photographer.
So I had this brilliant idea to have James sign something other than one of my photos the next time I got an autograph from him. I told myself, self, why not have him sign my SOCK MONKEY? Because it's clearly not a photo! But still totally normal and people ask celebs to sign their sock monkeys all the time, do they not? Yes! So that idea seemed great until I got to the con, and I learned that James' fiancée was there and sitting at the autograph table. Aha! I'm going to be the biggest dork on the planet in front of James' girlfriend, yay me! So I'm flailing about, saying how I can't embarrass myself in front of Patricia, and my roomies are all, oh yes you can! \o/ Hee. Actually, ghostgirl13 volunteered to go up with me for moral geek support. So I decided to go for it.
And you know what happened! Yeah. Patricia couldn't have been nicer AND she totally loved my sock monkey, proving how much she rocks. Any thoughts of being embarrassed quickly went away. She was collecting the money for the autographs, which was a good way for her to meet the fans. She's very nice and quite lovely.
But onto the signing! I even have pics to show my dorkdom! Thanks to oanimation for being awesome and taking them.
James: Hello, sweetheart. Really good to see you again.
Me: Thank you. It's good to see you too. You look great!
James: Thank you! I feel great. [Starts to sign. Dude didn't even bat an eye. What a pro.]
Me: I hope this works.
James: Monkey fur is hard. [Well, I wasn't going to bring up that my sock monkey is made of sock material and not fur, because why interrupt a bizarre moment with facts?]
James: This is karma coming back to bite me for all those times I didn't personalize. [Haha. Yup.]
Me: [Laughs] Yeah. We've been doing this for seven years and I thought it was time to step it up a notch.
James: [Laughs] Becky, you're a delight. You've made a lot of friends during that time, haven't you? That's my role, to bring you all together so you'll make lifelong friendships.
Me: And you have. Thank you. [He hands me my freshly tattooed sock monkey. It says "To Becky <3 James Marsters". I get hellziggy's black Sharpie back from him, we shake hands and I start to leave.]
James: I really like your bag. Diesel. I could wear that.
Me: Yeah, it's made for men. I like it. [Mission accomplished, much fun had.] I'll see you later.
James: See you soon, Becky. [Personalized autos are fun. He knows my name for the duration and then promptly forgets.]
This is me noticing how incredibly good James is looking. And I like the clothes. Being engaged has helped in that department.
James and Sock Monkey sizing each other up.
Still smiling because that's the way he rolls.
Coveting my bag. Remaining hawt while doing so.
Sock Monkey approves of his new body art.
Observant peeps will notice that not only is there a guy rocking a great Ghost Busters costume, but there are no "Like A Waterfall" CDs on sale at the table. That's because James forgot to bring them. Way to sell stuff, James. ;-D
Saturday autos.
Here James is talking to Rosie and Patti. Yes, that's Patricia sitting behind there. And yes, Steve is wearing Bermuda shorts. :-D
This time I was back to having him sign a photo I took. I know, but I ran out of sock monkeys. Woe.
We shake hands.
James: Hello sweetheart, good to see you again.
Me: It's good to see you too.
James: [Looks at photo.] Right on, Becky. You always make me look so cool.
Me: You are cool. I just point the camera and shoot.
James: [Smiles and signs.]
Me: So are you writing any new songs?
James: I'm writing a new one now. I'm having trouble with the bridge. [At this point, he mentions his son, but I didn't catch how he's involved. But I believe he's helping James write this song, and since he's gotten his guitars taken away from him for the time being, he's not able to help his dad right now.] It just doesn't sound right.
Me: You told me the same thing about the cowboy song...[Was it the cowboy song? I'm not sure.]
James: [nods] Yeah! [I guess it was that song.]
Me: ...and I've never heard it. [Erm, except on YouTube.]
James: I'm going to sing it tonight.
Me: Oh really?
James: Yeah. [He leans over and looks sheepish.] The things about this new song is that it's another one of those sad puppy songs.
Me: Oh James. [I shake my head. Then I take another photo out, this one taken by me at the P.S. I Love You premiere. See below.] Here, this is for you.
James: [Laughs] Oh wow. You know, this was the night the Democrats took over congress. [OK, now I'm confused.] I had been waiting all day but they wouldn't shoot me. And then this happened.
Me: [Knowing the dates weren't matching, but not wanting to take up more of his time to discuss it.] I didn't know that. [Because that's better than saying, "Huh?" lol We shake hands.] Good seeing you.
James: [Smiles and nods.]
Haha! This photo was taken in Dec 2007, about a year after the Dems took control of congress. So maybe he was talking about some incident on set, when he waited all day to shoot a scene? Or something? And he stuck his tongue out then? I don't know! Someone translate James for me!
After the Q&A on Saturday, James came back for more autos. I just took a few pics.
At this point, I was ded from the cute.
Now do you see how HARD it is to get a few shots of James? :-D
But it's completely worth it. Guh.
Sunday autos.
I didn't take any photos at the auto table because I'd just spent the morning getting pics of James at the coffee thingy (more about that in another post.) Here's what happened. I'd brought the copy of the Shakespeare sonnets that James had read and discussed at the Valentines event this year.
James: Good to see you again, Becky. [Wait a minute. Did he remember my name? o.O]
Me: Good to see you again too. Will you sign on your favorite sonnet?
James: I will. [Finds it quickly. It's sonnet 34.] It's a sad puppy sonnet. [Sad puppy was the phrase of the weekend, methinks.]
Me: Like the songs you write.
James: [smiles] Yeah. [Starts reading the first few lines.] "Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, and make me travel forth without my cloak. To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?"
Me: [All happy to find out his favorite, and to hear him read it] Fantastic. I'm so glad you're not retiring. That was a rumor going around.
James: Oh hell no. I'm going to die on stage.
Me: Great. [That probably came out wrong. Hee.]
James: [shakes my hand] Good seeing you again.
Me: Good seeing you too.
So that's it for the wacky auto experiences. I'll be putting a whole bunch more pics on my site as soon as I get them all processed. :)
ETA: Got the auto pics up here.