I'm trying to think if there is anyone I would pay cash money to hang out with. Given that we're talking a donation of money to charity, I presume? Which is a nice thing to do, and makes the whole situation a bit less horrendously awkward and protitutionlike, but only a tiny bit less. Er. (In a world where I HAD big piles of cash to randomly give to worthy causes.)

Pretty sure it wasn't, actually. Which is the only way on earth I could imagine myself doing somehting like that. As it is? Not enough no in the world.

I love my Fourth Wall.

My Fourth Wall is my friend. My Fourth Wall means I have absolutely no desire to meet and greet 'em.

Also, it means I can serve as the designated adult for any and all random club acts my friends choose to go to, so that they don't attempt to abscond with the tiny lead vocalists.

I figure, if I can sit slamming strong drinks in a bar while VickyT (who comes in near the top of the list for Top Ten Reasons to Keep Your Nails Filed) walks by less than two feet from me and remain cheerfully seated, I can withstand any and all temptation.

Pretty sure it wasn't, actually.

!!!

Oh! Crumbs. Wow.

So their agents are just straight-up pimping them out for cash? That's...really quite squicky. But I guess they're okay with it, so, whatever.

I figure, if I can sit slamming strong drinks in a bar while VickyT (who comes in near the top of the list for Top Ten Reasons to Keep Your Nails Filed) walks by less than two feet from me and remain cheerfully seated, I can withstand any and all temptation.

Brava!

eta

I noticed, towards the end of the Ghost Ship ep, when Sam was reading out some random Latin invocation type thing, that he appeared to list several angels at the start, including Castiel. Although I suppose it could just have been those syllables happening to be next to each other in a coincidental fashion.

I'm a hoor and will talk to anyone. I was verbally restrained from starting a conversation with Victor Webster, and I'm still mad I listened to my stupid friend.

But he was in back of me at Caffe Urth. Not actually spending money on anyone. Well, okay, maybe Nelson Mandela. But it should go to charity.

Having clicked on the link, I'm pretty fucking mad on your behalf, love.

I don't really have much desire to meet any of them, but I think I'd rather spend time with Jim Beaver or Mischa Collins than JA or JP. They seem like they've lived more interesting lives, somehow.

I am in some danger of developing a crush on Misha Collins, between the White House and the poetry and the acting and the pretty. And Jim Beaver strikes me as pretty damn awesome and seems to have had a fascinating life, if his 25 Things mememe the other day was anything to go by. Him, I would totally buy coffee.

Yeah, I would be perfectly happy to shoot the shit with Jim Beaver for hours.

Jensen seems like maybe more of an email person, you know? If you could get him talking about roles he'd like to take on, or photography, or music, he'd probably be pretty expansive, but in person, he seems very shy.

Jared, well, I just want to pet his head. And, okay, maybe some other things, but not so much with the conversation.

See, in my imaginary get-to-ask-the-people-questions scenario there, it's acting that I'd like to talk with them. Particularly Jensen. 'Cause he's so bloody good. And, God knows, I am not trying to draw pathetic comparisons between my own amateur acting and these professional people with their big shiny successful careers, but I fucking LOVE acting, I really do - love it like writing, love the whole submerse-yourself-in-telling-someone's-story-with-integrity thing. I'd like to know what they think about various playwrights, and about directing and stuff. And, jings, Jim Beaver got to be on Deadwood, and I have a mighty love for the writing on that show. It was some of the most gorgeous, lyrical stuff I've seen on TV. And Collins is evidently bright and likes words, which gets him a lot of brownie points. And Jensen - yes, okay, sure, the camera loves him, and it's hard to get past the pretty (because, Hello Pretty), but he brings so much nuance to what he does on SPN. It's like watching Rosenbaum on SV back in the day, with some pretty cruddy scripts being lifted way above their deserts, and not a word being thrown away.

eta I feel bad for not fangirling Jared, because I like what he does and he seems like a nice guy, and he's a nummy treat and all but - apparently I'm not fangirling Jared. But I'm sure he's lovely.

Stephen Fry? Yeah, probably.

Oh yes. I picked up Moab Is My Washpot in Amsterdam and totally inhaled it. What spicy brains!

Ahem. And I feel comfortable going completely off-topic like this because I too am all "Oh Dean!" But just saying, "Yes, everything Fay said" gets a little old, so I left that out this time.