Well that was fun – Day 2

For Day 1, click here.

Saturday, we were able to sleep in a touch, as the first panel was at 11:30am. Yey sleep! Let it be known I am not a morning person. I will get up if I have to. I will function if I have to. But I most likely won’t be completely coherent/observant. Which is why I completely missed the fact that Jason from Ghost Hunters went right past me til Jared practically had to grab my head and point it in his direction. Durrrrrr. The good part was that we got there early enough (and since there was no panel before them that morning) we were 5 or so rows from their table in the room instead of stuffed into the back like I was afraid of.

The panel itself was great. It had Jay, Grant, Steve and Tango from the regular series, and Dustin and Joe from the International series. There was one plumbing question that got asked, and they all managed to tease each other pretty well over the course of the panel. Really glad I got to go to that one.

The rest of the day? Eh, not so much with the happy. We’d planned at hitting a panel with Terry Gilliam from Monty Python, but the line was insane for him, which I totally understood. After that was the panel I’d really wanted to see: Adam Savage from Mythbusters. The hotel where both panels were being held had some security guys that were, well, impolite would be the nicest term I could use. When someone says “Okay no problem” nicely to you if you tell them to move outside, and then they proceed to move towards the exit, your next action should not be not-quite-yelling “Outside now!” At one point, when I looked back to blink in disbelief that we were getting tossed outside so rudely (not that we were being asked to go outside, but at his tone and behavior), I saw him look at me and start for us, even tho we were still walking off. It had a feeling of “That’s it, I’m physically tossing you outside and I’m not going to be nice about it.” No, I never gestured, “gave the eye”, or was rude in any way, nor did Mike or Jared. So his snarkfit at us was completely uncalled for and just made me ensure I will do everything in my power to never ever stay at a Sheraton again.

I’m sure he’d been dealing with morons all day, and if we’d even done anything that was vaguely rude to him, I’d get it. Hell, I work retail. I understand about customers and the occasional need to destroy something. But a polite “oops, sorry” and compliance does not call for snarling on your part, Mr. Hotel Security Person.

So instead of seeing the Monty Python panel and the Adam Savage panel, I checked to see how the line was for Diana Gabaldon’s book signing, since I had a first edition of Outlander that Mom had sent with me to see if I could get signed. Her line was worse than just about any other author signing I’d ever seen, so we skipped that as well, which bummed me a bit, since I’d really hoped to get that for Mom withthe Adam Savage panel plans going boom for us. Instead, we wandered the dealer and exhibit halls. Gifts and toys were purchased and things were slightly better. After that, it was off to the Walk of Fame to get other books signed, two copies of the Ghost Hunting book that the guys from TAPS wrote. One was for me, and one was for my cat sitter and employee, Dana. As we were walking up to the hotel, oh look there go Grant and Jay. /facepalm But we went in anyway, and were able to get Dustin, Joe, Tango, Steve, and Tango’s dad to all sign the books. All the guys were very nice and chatty, and were pleased to sign the books no problem.

However, all that time spent standing and walking between 4 hotels kinda made us all tired. The disappointments added up too, so tired and cranky about 75% of the day, we decided to hell with the WoW party that was being thrown that night and to just head for home. A stop at Fuddrucker’s for burgers before getting to the house (oh dear god I’d forgotten how good those damned burgers are), and things got a bit better. More messing with cats and kittens occurred, then bedtime.

Tomorrow, Day 3 – Redemption