Day 4 or why I never want to see another James Marsters Q&A
Monday morning we packed up all our stuff and vacated our hotel room. Once again leaving our stuff with with the bellhop, we made another run through the art exhibit. Yeah, I forgot to mention we did that yesterday. I have to say I wasn't expecting much but there were some really nice things. Which is why I wanted to go through a second time and write down the names of artists I liked. Of course, some of it was exactly what I'd feared. I guess I was a little out of it because when dreago spoke up saying "fairies make me hot" I stupidly had to ask if she was being facetious. Duh. In my defense, she is always going on about elves, isn't she?
The schedule actually worked out really well. There was one last Tribe panel with all the cast and it happened to be held right before the last Buffy panel with all the cast and in the same room. Which means, we showed up for the Tribe, got front row seats, and were able to keep them for Buffy. We weren't the only ones with this idea so there were lots of people there for Buffy but I think there may be some Tribe converts.
The Buffy panel really turned my head. I love Spike but I'm damn sick of James Marsters. Tired of people asking him questions. Tired of his "sincerity." Tired of his overuse of the phrase "you rock" or "that rocks." I already knew that I really liked Andy Hallett who is a funny funny man and sweet too. But the real revelation was Danny Strong. He is so freakin' cute in person. And he had me laughing harder than anyone else on the panel. I totally *heart* him now.
We headed back to get our last photo op with the Tribe cast. Could I feel like more of a dork that practically every time they do a signing/photos there I am? Then again, we are on a head nod/good morning basis with them but I don't know if that makes it better or worse. Apparently we are quite punchy by this point and my first slip of the tongue involved something about straddling the chair. That pales in comparison to the moment when we where preparing to get our pics with Michael Wesley-Smith and someone else is taking a picture for his own website. Dreago's hubby had requested that no pics of her show up on the net and she said as much, but I piped up with "but you're not wearing anything slutty today." Needless to say, this elicited quite a doubletake from Michael. We popped in briefly at the Tribe track goodbye then headed off to the airport.
I think everyone on the train, in the airport, and probably on the plane too were sick of us and our incessant giggling. But there was an awful lot to be amused by - particularly when we thought about all the things we've said about the Tribe and what if they happened to read it. You know, like my rant about Lex and his tiny tiny nipples.
I really hope I get a chance to go to DragonCon again. I was both sad and happy to be home but I'm very happy to be sleeping on my awesome soft sheets again.
The schedule actually worked out really well. There was one last Tribe panel with all the cast and it happened to be held right before the last Buffy panel with all the cast and in the same room. Which means, we showed up for the Tribe, got front row seats, and were able to keep them for Buffy. We weren't the only ones with this idea so there were lots of people there for Buffy but I think there may be some Tribe converts.
The Buffy panel really turned my head. I love Spike but I'm damn sick of James Marsters. Tired of people asking him questions. Tired of his "sincerity." Tired of his overuse of the phrase "you rock" or "that rocks." I already knew that I really liked Andy Hallett who is a funny funny man and sweet too. But the real revelation was Danny Strong. He is so freakin' cute in person. And he had me laughing harder than anyone else on the panel. I totally *heart* him now.
We headed back to get our last photo op with the Tribe cast. Could I feel like more of a dork that practically every time they do a signing/photos there I am? Then again, we are on a head nod/good morning basis with them but I don't know if that makes it better or worse. Apparently we are quite punchy by this point and my first slip of the tongue involved something about straddling the chair. That pales in comparison to the moment when we where preparing to get our pics with Michael Wesley-Smith and someone else is taking a picture for his own website. Dreago's hubby had requested that no pics of her show up on the net and she said as much, but I piped up with "but you're not wearing anything slutty today." Needless to say, this elicited quite a doubletake from Michael. We popped in briefly at the Tribe track goodbye then headed off to the airport.
I think everyone on the train, in the airport, and probably on the plane too were sick of us and our incessant giggling. But there was an awful lot to be amused by - particularly when we thought about all the things we've said about the Tribe and what if they happened to read it. You know, like my rant about Lex and his tiny tiny nipples.
I really hope I get a chance to go to DragonCon again. I was both sad and happy to be home but I'm very happy to be sleeping on my awesome soft sheets again.