Tim's class was wonderful. We met Jackal, and Jackal's grandfather, and Tim was interviewed by Men's Health and Fitness magazine (!), and then we had pancakes.
I'm a complete loon and felt weirdly overprotective the whole time, coming close to throwing a temper tantrum when his A/V setup didn't make it into the room until a half hour after his class started. Oy. Chaotic weekend. There was a point where people were angrily standing in a very long line for a Pixar talk, and a few volunteers and I kept feeding them apples, cookies, chips, and passing out lots of water to keep them from cracking and ripping our throats out. Organization could have been way better.
Outside IHOP
Tim: I can't accept Standoff pitches from people.
Allyson: Can *I* give you a Standoff pitch? (emotional neediness implied)
Tim: Of course you can. (hairpat implied)
Allyson: I AM YOUR FAVORITE FAN!
Tim: eyes roll out of head and down street
In RS: SuperWho?va news: Jason Newsted is out with a shoulder injury.
(I saw a teeny tiny piece of Standoff on FX yesterday: the female cop was released from being a hostage, and the car drives off and she and Ron Livingston immediately pull out their guns and start shooting. She was a hostage. Why did she still have her sidearm?)
- puts down his lengthy list of Standoff pitches
- clings needingly on to the one entitled "Kill them all. Please."
There's a great account of Tim's talk here, about half way down: [link]
Oddly enough, she's my upstairs neighbor. Small world.
Let us know if you hear her actually rearranging the furniture.
Oddly enough, she's my upstairs neighbor. Small world.
Is that the one who blogged about you?
Uhm, I swear that is just a coincidence, Allyson. No, really. I don't want people thinking I'm a stalker and an asshat. I'm just an asshat (statistically speaking 2.1% of the time).
To find that, I did a Google Blog search: [link]
I just noticed that both Allyson's neighbour and Allyson appear on the same page pimping Tim.
That's the one, Cindy.
The way you discovered each other still cracks me up. If there were three of you in one building though, I...well, I'd be afraid you were getting sucked into some vast fandom conspiracy.