aurelia, I see on imdb that Tim's birthday is Oct. 29th, 1963 (assuming imdb is correct, which it isn't always). Is that your birthday too?
Mine is the 28th which is the start date for the phone call window.
Overwhelming? How much more than whelming would that be exactly?
Anya ,'Touched'
The Minearverse 4: Support Group for Clumsy People
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
aurelia - Oct 03, 2005 2:32:45 pm PDT #4552 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Matt the Bruins fan - Oct 03, 2005 3:12:50 pm PDT #4553 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Honestly, I can't imagine many things less enjoyable than winning a phone call with a celebrity so I could have an awkward contest-mandated conversation with them. And anything I want to say to Tim I can just post here, where the ability to compose and edit my thoughts beforehand seriously lowers the impression of doofushood I'd otherwise give.
Tim Minear - Oct 03, 2005 3:17:47 pm PDT #4554 of 10001
"Don' be e-scared"
Matt, I've met you uncomposed, and your doofushooditude quotient seemed small.
Allyson - Oct 03, 2005 3:19:50 pm PDT #4555 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
I don't get why people would be nervous to talk to Tim. He's just a dude sitting in his jammies, smoking and surfing the 'net.
Which is EXACTLY what I plan to do with my evening.
We have so much in common.
Ginger - Oct 03, 2005 3:26:04 pm PDT #4556 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
My track record of having intelligent conversation with people I admire is not good. I did once have a lovely evening with Berke Breathed, marred only with the introductory, "Oh my god, I love Opus, and I'm sorry I violated your copyright to make the posters." On the other hand, I ate dinner with Robert and Gini Heinlein and I'm not sure I managed to get out both nouns and verbs. Usually I end up saying something like, "Boy, I like your stuff" or "Sorry about that cancellation" and then shuffling off.
Matt the Bruins fan - Oct 03, 2005 3:35:15 pm PDT #4557 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Matt, I've met you uncomposed, and your doofushooditude quotient seemed small.
Ah, but you've never talked to me on the phone, a method of communications that I believe should be reserved for 911 calls and reports of impending family funerals. I'm definitely not at my best with a handset at my ear. But thanks for the kind words.
I was also helped immensely by thinking of you as a friend, and thus someone I need not be nervous around. Joss, on the other hand, if he remembers me at all from PBPs probably thinks of me as that guy that dodged handlers from an assisted living institution to babble at him incoherently.
Topic!Cindy - Oct 03, 2005 3:39:59 pm PDT #4558 of 10001
What is even happening?
If Tim and I could have coffee and cigarettes, I could talk. I'd spend a bid-for phone call either hushing my kids, or yelling at them to get off the extension.
Topic!Cindy - Oct 03, 2005 3:40:39 pm PDT #4559 of 10001
What is even happening?
Joss, on the other hand, if he remembers me at all from PBPs probably thinks of me as that guy that dodged handlers from an assisted living institution to babble at him incoherently.No way. He was thinking your voice sounded like velvet.
JZ - Oct 03, 2005 3:41:23 pm PDT #4560 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Joss, on the other hand, if he remembers me at all from PBPs probably thinks of me as that guy that dodged handlers from an assisted living institution to babble at him incoherently.
Well, to be precise, he probably remembers you as that incredibly handsome guy who dodged his assisted-living handlers.
I freeze up something awful. I will freeze up retroactively, even: I did fine my first few weeks of my sophomore-year poetry class, knowing my professor was much published and everything, precisely until I found out that she'd written one of my favorite childhood books, a book that had even been read out loud on Captain Kangaroo. Such celebrity! I didn't open my mouth in class for another month.
Matt the Bruins fan - Oct 03, 2005 3:53:43 pm PDT #4561 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Actually, I don't think celebrity alone is enough to fluster me. Any geekiness I've shown when talking to actors is my own true personality showing through, not nerves-induced embarrassment. It may be because sex appeal is a big part of their mystique, whereas I'm not resistant to the more cerebrally based admiration of writing talent.