Vancouver: The Autograph Sessions
Since crysothemis posted such a wonderful recap of the David and Joe Show, and said it much better and in greater detail than I could, I won't spend time on that. I'll share my autograph experiences instead.
Joe was first in the line of autographers, then Shanks, then David. We were pretty far back near the end, so by the time we got to Joe, David had been moved out and around the corner because he was such a chatterbox that he was holding up the line for Joe and Michael. David was given his own autograph line since he was spending so much longer talking to people. :)
The two ladies in front of us at Joe's table were talking to him about the fine bottle of scotch he had open at his table, and which he had poured into a nearby water goblet for easy imbibing. He offered them some of the scotch and poured it into two spare water goblets and they took it away with them along with their autographs. If I caught the gist of it correctly, the scotch was either given to him or recommended to him by Jason. Joe was chatting with them about how long scotch should be aged and Jason's scotch preferences. That, my friends, is a bromance of epic proportions.
My autograph was short and sweet and I didn't really say much. I was waiting for Joe to see the sticky note spelling out J's name for the autograph. Joe looked at it and I got to see the adorable scrunchy face for a few seconds, then he said, "Who's John Shepard?" in a very deep and skeptical Sheppard voice because he couldn't see J yet. It was more of a statement than a question, really, the way Joe said it. "No. That's not really your name!" "Yeah, it is." "Is that why you started watching the show?" And I said, "That's why I made him start watching the show." J dropped his keys on the floor, so Joe signed the picture while J was picking them up. He wrote, "John Shepard, you rock! - Joe Flanigan". Then Joe mentioned the astronaut Alan Shepard and we said our thank yous and were ushered along.
We skipped Michael Shanks, because while he's a cool guy, we're just not huge SG-1 fans. Then we moved to the other side of the auditorium to get in the end of David's very long line. It took a while to get there, since David spent more time talking to people (a trait that I heartily endorse), but it was okay since that meant everybody got to spend more time at his table.
Something weird happened while we were waiting in line for David's autograph. Joe and Michael had wrapped up and Joe had left his table already, but Michael Shanks stood around for a bit. I wasn't paying attention, so the next thing I know, Shanks yelled, "Fuck!" and stormed off through the backstage area. There was a woman crying in the alcove where Michael had just been, which may have been related to the Shanks outburst, but I don't know what caused either the cursing or the crying. Our line moved up and I lost sight of what was going on. If anybody knows what happened, let me know.
Just as we got to the table, with about two people in front of us, David excused himself for a few minutes to take a call from Jane and let her know that he was going to be a little later than planned. He was extremely nice about it, saying something like, "Give me just a minute, I just need to call my wife and tell her I'm going to be a little late." And then he went off into the now-empty alcove of discontent and I could hear him say, "Hello, Jane..." a couple of times. It was apparently still too loud there, so he went out the metal doors to finish the conversation. He came back a few minutes later and thanked us for bearing with him. He was really very sweet about it and I wouldn't have cared anyway because it was more time to spend gawking at the awesomeness of the Hewlett in person.
While he was signing for the people in front of us, Joe came up and started talking to David in loud, exaggerated voice, teasing him about still being there signing autographs. I think Joe said something about being David's #1 fan and asking for an autograph. I was too busy squeeing quietly to remember it exactly. (J said, "I hope that's not what Joe really thinks about all of us." To which I agreed.) Then Joe was telling David about going out somewhere with some other people after the con to hang out and David said, "Am I invited?" Joe told him yeah, if he wanted to come and hang out with them. I think scotch was mentioned. I don't know if David ended up going or not, considering he was checking in with Jane just a few minutes prior. But it was cool that Joe came to talk to him before he left the hotel, and it was definitely squee-inducing that Joe came to tease him and hang out for a few minutes.
When I got up to David, he asked me how I was doing, and I said, "We're just really excited to see you guys, we're having a great time." David said he was happy to see us, too, all 1,000 of us that were there at the con that day. He signed my picture, "Lots of Love - David Hewlett". I thanked him. Lots of love, indeed.
When J's picture slid in front of him, David started to sign it, then stopped and said, rapid-fire McKay-style, "That's not your real name! Is it?!? Is that why you started watching the show? Who's your favorite character? Is it me?" J said, "Yeah, McKay, you." And David's whole face lit up. He said, "Oh, I was kidding," but he seemed really pleased. He signed J's picture, "John Sheppard - If that's your real name - cheers -- David Hewlett". The cute part is that even though David had the post-it note right there on the picture, he still misspelled J's last name as "Sheppard". (Which is funny, because I actually do that a lot myself and I've known J for over 10 years, well before SGA. It just goes to show you how well SGA has infiltrated my brain.) We thanked David and headed up to our room to drop off our swag.
That Saturday was seriously one of the top five best days of my life.
Joe was first in the line of autographers, then Shanks, then David. We were pretty far back near the end, so by the time we got to Joe, David had been moved out and around the corner because he was such a chatterbox that he was holding up the line for Joe and Michael. David was given his own autograph line since he was spending so much longer talking to people. :)
The two ladies in front of us at Joe's table were talking to him about the fine bottle of scotch he had open at his table, and which he had poured into a nearby water goblet for easy imbibing. He offered them some of the scotch and poured it into two spare water goblets and they took it away with them along with their autographs. If I caught the gist of it correctly, the scotch was either given to him or recommended to him by Jason. Joe was chatting with them about how long scotch should be aged and Jason's scotch preferences. That, my friends, is a bromance of epic proportions.
My autograph was short and sweet and I didn't really say much. I was waiting for Joe to see the sticky note spelling out J's name for the autograph. Joe looked at it and I got to see the adorable scrunchy face for a few seconds, then he said, "Who's John Shepard?" in a very deep and skeptical Sheppard voice because he couldn't see J yet. It was more of a statement than a question, really, the way Joe said it. "No. That's not really your name!" "Yeah, it is." "Is that why you started watching the show?" And I said, "That's why I made him start watching the show." J dropped his keys on the floor, so Joe signed the picture while J was picking them up. He wrote, "John Shepard, you rock! - Joe Flanigan". Then Joe mentioned the astronaut Alan Shepard and we said our thank yous and were ushered along.
We skipped Michael Shanks, because while he's a cool guy, we're just not huge SG-1 fans. Then we moved to the other side of the auditorium to get in the end of David's very long line. It took a while to get there, since David spent more time talking to people (a trait that I heartily endorse), but it was okay since that meant everybody got to spend more time at his table.
Something weird happened while we were waiting in line for David's autograph. Joe and Michael had wrapped up and Joe had left his table already, but Michael Shanks stood around for a bit. I wasn't paying attention, so the next thing I know, Shanks yelled, "Fuck!" and stormed off through the backstage area. There was a woman crying in the alcove where Michael had just been, which may have been related to the Shanks outburst, but I don't know what caused either the cursing or the crying. Our line moved up and I lost sight of what was going on. If anybody knows what happened, let me know.
Just as we got to the table, with about two people in front of us, David excused himself for a few minutes to take a call from Jane and let her know that he was going to be a little later than planned. He was extremely nice about it, saying something like, "Give me just a minute, I just need to call my wife and tell her I'm going to be a little late." And then he went off into the now-empty alcove of discontent and I could hear him say, "Hello, Jane..." a couple of times. It was apparently still too loud there, so he went out the metal doors to finish the conversation. He came back a few minutes later and thanked us for bearing with him. He was really very sweet about it and I wouldn't have cared anyway because it was more time to spend gawking at the awesomeness of the Hewlett in person.
While he was signing for the people in front of us, Joe came up and started talking to David in loud, exaggerated voice, teasing him about still being there signing autographs. I think Joe said something about being David's #1 fan and asking for an autograph. I was too busy squeeing quietly to remember it exactly. (J said, "I hope that's not what Joe really thinks about all of us." To which I agreed.) Then Joe was telling David about going out somewhere with some other people after the con to hang out and David said, "Am I invited?" Joe told him yeah, if he wanted to come and hang out with them. I think scotch was mentioned. I don't know if David ended up going or not, considering he was checking in with Jane just a few minutes prior. But it was cool that Joe came to talk to him before he left the hotel, and it was definitely squee-inducing that Joe came to tease him and hang out for a few minutes.
When I got up to David, he asked me how I was doing, and I said, "We're just really excited to see you guys, we're having a great time." David said he was happy to see us, too, all 1,000 of us that were there at the con that day. He signed my picture, "Lots of Love - David Hewlett". I thanked him. Lots of love, indeed.
When J's picture slid in front of him, David started to sign it, then stopped and said, rapid-fire McKay-style, "That's not your real name! Is it?!? Is that why you started watching the show? Who's your favorite character? Is it me?" J said, "Yeah, McKay, you." And David's whole face lit up. He said, "Oh, I was kidding," but he seemed really pleased. He signed J's picture, "John Sheppard - If that's your real name - cheers -- David Hewlett". The cute part is that even though David had the post-it note right there on the picture, he still misspelled J's last name as "Sheppard". (Which is funny, because I actually do that a lot myself and I've known J for over 10 years, well before SGA. It just goes to show you how well SGA has infiltrated my brain.) We thanked David and headed up to our room to drop off our swag.
That Saturday was seriously one of the top five best days of my life.