Creepers + Jerri
Man oh man, we've been so busy with craft show season!! It is insane and we are insane. Sometimes I fail to comprehend how crazy our lives are, and sometimes it hits me. We do have a pretty weird existence. But it is amazing and liberating and I definitely wouldn't trade it in for *most* other gigs. (I'm sure there's one or two I'd seriously consider - and I'm sure Matt has a couple he'd trade for, too, but for both of us it would have to be out of the world PERFECT and worth it.)
There was one dude at the Bust Craftacular that totally creeped me out. Matt and I were laughing about some of the weird, effed-up thoughts I have sometimes and whatever I was saying was not intended for (or presented in front of) anyone else. The show was slow at that hour, so we were just chit chatting. Anyway, after this little conversation, Matt needed to run back to the van to get some crackers to munch on. No sooner than he got 20 feet from our booth, this creeper approached to creepily ask me 'What were you killing yourself over?' to which I replied 'huh?!' and he repeated 'What were you killing yourself over. Laughing. What were you laughing about?' Umm, NUNYA BEESWAX?!?!?!?!?!?! So I tried to dismiss it by saying that we were just talking about some of the weird thoughts I have sometimes, but then (of course) he figured that he was such an engaging interviewer that he should be privy to this knowledge, too. He goes 'Will you SHARE these thoughts with me?' UGH! I said no, that they were too strange to share. And he kept pressing me. Of course I was all alone at the table so there was no easily getting out of this mess, so I told him one sort of funny thing that wasn't even one of my weird thoughts just to shut him up, but then he wanted to have a whole damned discussion about it. GROSS, he just skeeved me out. I don't know if he felt like he was connecting with me, it seemed like he did think it, but it more or less felt like grody mental tentacles with the way he was trying to look deep into my eyes. I can't tell you enough, it was just the complete opposite of feeling at ease around someone. YUCK YUCK YUCK!! And obviously, he was waiting for Matt to leave to try to make his move.
Amy Sedaris was also at the Bust Craftacular. I love her, but I didn't go talk to her this time. I met her at the same show 2 years ago and had a few interactions with her then, but I certainly don't know how to talk to a celebrity without seeming like I care too much, because I don't really, but I think they must get tired of people fawning over them and either telling them how great they are or whatever. I'm not a star-struck person, at least over any of the stars I've met yet. I wasn't gonna buy her book and she was there to sign and sell books, so I just let her be! I heard from a friend at the show that she signed her book with 'Share your needles!' LOL. It's a knitting joke, but so Jerri Blank to say, too.
One more weekend of shows and then we're done til April or so besides a small wholesale show we're gonna try in January. I guess we've got to figure out what we're going to do with next year. So many decisions to make.
There was one dude at the Bust Craftacular that totally creeped me out. Matt and I were laughing about some of the weird, effed-up thoughts I have sometimes and whatever I was saying was not intended for (or presented in front of) anyone else. The show was slow at that hour, so we were just chit chatting. Anyway, after this little conversation, Matt needed to run back to the van to get some crackers to munch on. No sooner than he got 20 feet from our booth, this creeper approached to creepily ask me 'What were you killing yourself over?' to which I replied 'huh?!' and he repeated 'What were you killing yourself over. Laughing. What were you laughing about?' Umm, NUNYA BEESWAX?!?!?!?!?!?! So I tried to dismiss it by saying that we were just talking about some of the weird thoughts I have sometimes, but then (of course) he figured that he was such an engaging interviewer that he should be privy to this knowledge, too. He goes 'Will you SHARE these thoughts with me?' UGH! I said no, that they were too strange to share. And he kept pressing me. Of course I was all alone at the table so there was no easily getting out of this mess, so I told him one sort of funny thing that wasn't even one of my weird thoughts just to shut him up, but then he wanted to have a whole damned discussion about it. GROSS, he just skeeved me out. I don't know if he felt like he was connecting with me, it seemed like he did think it, but it more or less felt like grody mental tentacles with the way he was trying to look deep into my eyes. I can't tell you enough, it was just the complete opposite of feeling at ease around someone. YUCK YUCK YUCK!! And obviously, he was waiting for Matt to leave to try to make his move.
Amy Sedaris was also at the Bust Craftacular. I love her, but I didn't go talk to her this time. I met her at the same show 2 years ago and had a few interactions with her then, but I certainly don't know how to talk to a celebrity without seeming like I care too much, because I don't really, but I think they must get tired of people fawning over them and either telling them how great they are or whatever. I'm not a star-struck person, at least over any of the stars I've met yet. I wasn't gonna buy her book and she was there to sign and sell books, so I just let her be! I heard from a friend at the show that she signed her book with 'Share your needles!' LOL. It's a knitting joke, but so Jerri Blank to say, too.
One more weekend of shows and then we're done til April or so besides a small wholesale show we're gonna try in January. I guess we've got to figure out what we're going to do with next year. So many decisions to make.