It's kind of hard for me not to think of them as really beautiful animatronic creations unveiled in public, perfect and gorgeous, you know?

Yes. And they really are as absolutely adorkable together as you've been led to believe.

Oh, and Bev, in honor of your tagline:

Bon Jovi ROCKS. On occasion.

Somebody went to the Mike and asked whether Bon Jovi does, occasionally, rock - and we were treated to an adorable story of how they had to make "Dean sings off-key" a specific stage direction, because apparently Jensen has a good singing voice, too. He's JensenSue!

And they had special surprise guests - The Ghost Facers! It was a really great panel!

Jensen does have a good voice, because he managed to sing it pretty much on key anyway (IIRC).

::loves Epic::

You were way cooler than I could have pulled off under pressure. That goes for Beverly too.

And see I think that is further proof that there is something wrong with me. I don't find Jensen that attractive in person. Definitely not unattractive, but very ordinary. Dean on my tv OTOH makes me weak in the knees.

::Lays the back of one hand against Austin's forehead. Checks pulse, looks to see if eyes are normal and reactive::

I do know what you mean though. I believe that's a good thing. Anytime he can pass as ordinary in public, his life probably feels a little less freaky.

I don't find Jensen that attractive in person. Definitely not unattractive, but very ordinary. Dean on my tv OTOH makes me weak in the knees.

Austin, if it makes you feel any better, neither of the SPN boys make me weak in the knees. They're both very handsome guys, but so SO not my type of eye candy. I look at them and go, "Eh?" I can see why everyone else goes all flaily-hands over them, I just don't react that way.

And see I think that is further proof that there is something wrong with me. I don't find Jensen that attractive in person.

neither of the SPN boys make me weak in the knees. They're both very handsome guys, but so SO not my type of eye candy.

More for me! Eh, different strokes for different folks, takes all kinds of people to make a world, etc. So, Jilli leaves J & J for me and I promise to keep my hands off the MCR boys - see, everybody wins!

As long as I can borrow Jared, Frank, and Gerard once in a while... preferably at the same time.

eta I call Schecter.

Oh, Epic, you poor wee scone! Well, and lucky wee scone also, but, yes, I totally understand. The only time I remotely had an encounter with a celebrity (Michael Palin) my friends and I stared openmouthed as he walked towards us, stared openmouthed as he waved and said "Hello!", stared openmouthed as he walked past us to start shooting a scene.

When I spotted him relaxing between takes a little later the same day, I did manage to sidle up and say "ScuseMeCouldIHaveYourAutographPlease?", whilst being redder than a red thing. And that was as much in the way of social skills as I could muster. Since my pen didn't work, and then the next pen didn't work, and then the one after that, I think I managed to stammer out something clumsy about us both being from South Yorkshire, and fancy the both of us being in Oxford today! Oh, my wit and cool - bow before it!

(Granted I was 16 at the time, but I fear that I'd be much the same today.)

Whilst Michael Palin is perhaps my number one choice of Person To Be Stuck In An Elevator With, and whilst I did have something of a crush on him, I'm afraid that if faced with the preternatural prettiness of an Ackles, whose mad actin' skillz I admire (because, you know, pretty and not so much with the talented - probably easier to not get one's knickers in a twist over?), and who does look quite remarkably like Dean Winchester*...yeah. I'm impressed that you could manage verbal, love.

*...does this make any sense outside my head? My affection for characters is quite different from my feelings about the various actors who portray them. But there's sometimes some overlap, so it can be a bit head-go-boom.

I was once about six feet from Ben Browder and Gigi Edgely and Francesca Bueller, in a small room (green room at a con). I did my damnedest to pretend I didn't see them at all, and was very grateful at the time to have long hair that I could hide behind.

I just... I don't want to impose, even when they're in public doing the publicity thing. So I usually pretend I don't see celebrities.

Although it's hard not to gawk when you take a ticket from Joe Spano at the theater door, and spend the next five minutes going, "Was that who I think it was?"

'Suela is me.

But of course, they're over there in the other corner going, "What is she, blind? Doesn't she know who I am? Do I need makeup and lighting and stuff? Am I losing my looks? Does nobody CARE?"

So you know, there's no right way. I still remember the story you told about this guy watching some 'scapers filming an "I'm Farscape" commercial for Save Farscape. One of them noticed him and thought he resembled Ben. Turned out it was Ben, who came over, said hi, and thanks. Love that story.