I got my picture with Chewbacca,
or the guy who plays Chewbacca.
He, Peter Mayhew, didn't really say anything, I expected at least a comment on my cute, pink "I would rather kiss a wookiee!" shirt, but that's ok. I prefer my meeting with the Disney Chewbacca instead. That one liked my hair - he pet it and Chewbacca cooed/rumbled at me when I met him in Disney. I was clearly his favorite.
We went to this sci-fi convention in Ill. The only reason i went was because I really wanted my picture with someone dressed up as a klingon, because they are awesome. It turns out that Sunday is the lamest day to go; apparently all fri and sat night is spent drinking and the cool costumed geeks are too hungover to come sun. It was a bummer, but Little Mr looked cute in his Yoda hat and robe and Bud looked awesome in his Bobba Fett get up.
I really spent $25 for a cool name tag and a pin, but it was worth it. What else would I have done on a boring sun? When we got our passes/nametags they put our awesome fake names on them. The nice guy at the desk re-did mine so I could have a nickname. I didn't have an id on me so my badge/pass thingy said:
My name on the front of the tag said Princess Rose that cusses like a sailor
Mr's appropriately said: Yoda
R's: Pricess Consuela Banana Hammock
Sensei's: Red main'd monster
Bud's: General Ferdlore the Divine
Jamie's: Beef Supreme
We were definitly the coolest geeks there.
Since most of the cool stuff was Fri and Sat, I saw a tin foil sculpture class/thingy in the program and made everyone go there - it was for kids :( All of the other activities were for hard core sci-fi people. They were gaming and discussing differ sci fi franchises and theories that could be applicable to reality and all sorts of bs.
So, Mr made several dinosaur tin foil sculptures and since Sensei and Bud promised me there would be klingons, Rachel and I made a klingon headpiece for Sensei to wear.
Kyan as the dinosaur that spits - that is the only dinosaur name he didn't know.
You can't really see the klingon ridges.
You cannot be a klingon and not have a batleth.
Overall the convention was kind of a bust, but for the short time we were there we had fun. Thank god one of us has a kid so we can hide our nerdy selves behind the facade we do these things for him.
I taught Mr how to say Kappla to a klingon if we saw one, R couldn't remeber what it was so when she would try she would say: Umpaaaa!. My other favorite moment from the day was when when Mr (in a screechy littel boy startled high pitched voice) asked R if he was a midget. She told him no, but if he was we would love him just as much - it was so funny.
He, Peter Mayhew, didn't really say anything, I expected at least a comment on my cute, pink "I would rather kiss a wookiee!" shirt, but that's ok. I prefer my meeting with the Disney Chewbacca instead. That one liked my hair - he pet it and Chewbacca cooed/rumbled at me when I met him in Disney. I was clearly his favorite.
We went to this sci-fi convention in Ill. The only reason i went was because I really wanted my picture with someone dressed up as a klingon, because they are awesome. It turns out that Sunday is the lamest day to go; apparently all fri and sat night is spent drinking and the cool costumed geeks are too hungover to come sun. It was a bummer, but Little Mr looked cute in his Yoda hat and robe and Bud looked awesome in his Bobba Fett get up.
I really spent $25 for a cool name tag and a pin, but it was worth it. What else would I have done on a boring sun? When we got our passes/nametags they put our awesome fake names on them. The nice guy at the desk re-did mine so I could have a nickname. I didn't have an id on me so my badge/pass thingy said:
My name on the front of the tag said Princess Rose that cusses like a sailor
Mr's appropriately said: Yoda
R's: Pricess Consuela Banana Hammock
Sensei's: Red main'd monster
Bud's: General Ferdlore the Divine
Jamie's: Beef Supreme
We were definitly the coolest geeks there.
Since most of the cool stuff was Fri and Sat, I saw a tin foil sculpture class/thingy in the program and made everyone go there - it was for kids :( All of the other activities were for hard core sci-fi people. They were gaming and discussing differ sci fi franchises and theories that could be applicable to reality and all sorts of bs.
So, Mr made several dinosaur tin foil sculptures and since Sensei and Bud promised me there would be klingons, Rachel and I made a klingon headpiece for Sensei to wear.
Kyan as the dinosaur that spits - that is the only dinosaur name he didn't know.
You can't really see the klingon ridges.
You cannot be a klingon and not have a batleth.
Overall the convention was kind of a bust, but for the short time we were there we had fun. Thank god one of us has a kid so we can hide our nerdy selves behind the facade we do these things for him.
I taught Mr how to say Kappla to a klingon if we saw one, R couldn't remeber what it was so when she would try she would say: Umpaaaa!. My other favorite moment from the day was when when Mr (in a screechy littel boy startled high pitched voice) asked R if he was a midget. She told him no, but if he was we would love him just as much - it was so funny.