After awhile, I found the pile of nametags and properly labeled myself, (which I'll cherish forever; the tag has a place of honor in my wallet, next to some elderly condoms...) and Gillian Anderson, the copy editor, came over and introduced herself and that, and the mojito, got me relaxed enough to get in the swing of things. I chatted with several Sloggers and Strangers and enjoyed my ONE drink and managed to make it home in time to see the tailend of Survivor, (thank god they booted the useless gay coughdrop known as Chet, and boo-hoo that Jonathan had to quit due to an amputated leg) and was comfortably situated for some intense "Lost" viewing. All in all, it was a good night.
Here are some pictures and observations of the people I spoke with...
Gillian
She is charming, and we had nice, long conversation about "Lost" which confirmed that we are, indeed, both geeks...but, adorable lovable geeks, not the kind that decapitate chickens...
Amy Kate
Amy Kate is one of those pocket people. They're so fabulous, you want to put them in your pocket and keep them forever...which is also sort of creepy when you think about it...I also think I horrified her with a long pointless story that involved the making of pornographic films, so I've pretty much clinched, not ever being asked to Freaky Friday...
Rainman
A witty fellow, who looks NOTHING like Dustin Hoffman...and, he has dual citizenship...zexy!!
Paul Constant
He's exactly what you would expect a Book Editor to be...
Mr Poe
I'm not easily intimidated, but Mr Poe IS a little intense...If Mr Poe had been around in the 1880's he would have either been Oscar Wilde's greatest friend, or most bitter enemy...
Ecce Homo
Word of warning: if you type in "Mr Burns naked" into Google Image, you get some very, very disturbing results...people are fucking SICK, man...
1 comment:
I'd like to thank the academy.
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