Not necessarily, but you don’t argue with space cops.
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I don’t usually do reblogs to this tumblr, but guys. Guuuuuys.
This past weekend I again allowed the queue to take over posting my daily panels while I ran off with my Texan compatriots to Toronto, Ontario Canada’s FanExpo where, much to my excitement, I got to meet several people I am a major fan of.
Dean Cain, Louise Simonson, Stan Lee, Colin Baker.
I grew up in the 90s. The Supermans (Supermen?) I remember best were Christopher Reeve, of course, but also Dean Cain. Those who have met actors or writers or artists they admire can attest to this feeling, but when I was waiting in line to pay for his autograph and he pointed out, smiled, and recognised my cosplay? That made me the happiest I’d been in a very long time. I also attended his Q&A panel where he spoke about Believe it or Not, Stars and Stripes, and, obviously, Lois & Clark. I cannot deny that I am very much a fan of this man, and that’s very odd for me to say as I do not go gaga over anyone, so I suppose my low-key appreciation of people hits about as high as it can here.
I got him to sign my first season DVD case of Lois & Clark and that, my friends, is now no longer on the bookcase next to the other seasons, but sitting on display on another shelf entirely. It makes me so happy I cannot believe. Such a simple thing.
Oddly enough I was more struck to be able to meet Louise Simonson, a writer of comics since, in her own words, the dawn of time (basically the 70s). She’s written Superman titles, Power Pack books, Spider-Man books, Red Sonja books, Batman books, X-Men books. A lot of books I read and enjoy. A lot of books my father read and enjoyed. I got to hear her speak, I got to shake her hand, and I’m not sure why, but I was more excited about that than being able to shake Stan Lee’s hand. Perhaps because I was more mentally prepared and expecting that, rather than Mrs. Simonson? I only wish I could have gotten one of her Red Sonja books signed. That would have further made my day.
And then I also got to meet Stan Lee. I got to ask him a stupid question, I got to listen to everyone else ask questions, and I got to listen to the man answer them for an hour. I got to listen to him go off on tangents. I got to listen to him tell stories. I got to get his autograph on my copy of Daredevil #7 (volume 1) and shake his hand. I got to make my friends jealous simply because it was Stan Lee.
But, oddly enough, as big a fan as I am of the man, and as much respect as I have for him and what he managed to create over his lifetime? Dean Cain recognising my cosplay (smiling and slightly excited, it was adorable really, and it was such a simple cosplay) and acknowledging me ranks #1 for my entire weekend.
And then there was Colin Baker. This man is so funny and sweet. Really. It’s such a shame that people who have only seen the television episodes of his Doctor Who and haven’t listened to the audio adventures, how many of these people do not like his Doctor. I got his autograph for myself, but also one to surprise a friend who absolutely loves his Doctor. I can’t wait to be able to pack it up and ship it to her, because she doesn’t know I’ve done it. It’s personalised, too, and I will guarantee you she will flip her shit.
I can’t wait.
I also went to his Q&A. Someone asked him to read one of Matt Smith’s Doctor’s speeches, which he did, and did amazingly. He told us stories of when he was on-set. He gave his opinion on who, if they were to cast a female Doctor, he could see as the Doctor. He commented on how odd he thought it was that in twelve incarnations, all of them were white, straight males (though once they threw in Jack Harkness that was debatable). It all just made me love him more, really, and for his first Canadian convention I was glad to have been there.
All in all it was well worth the trip. As poorly organised as various parts of it was (not having volunteers properly briefed on organising lines, autograph tickets being unfair and poorly explained ahead of time, allowing people to remain in rooms for panels instead of clearing them at the end of each panel, having parts of walking areas blocked off creating a bottleneck where there was absolutely no reason for there to be one, Artist Alley being poorly set up, being forced to walk through the sports section to get around to the rest of the con and more, so much more), it was still fun, and I enjoyed myself past the anxiety the crowds caused me.
And I got to meet Dean Cain, Louise Simonson, Stan Lee, and Colin Baker guys. My life is done.
Four days of comics, sci-fi, horror, gaming, anime, and sports.
I will be in nerd heaven.
Catch you all on the flipside ;D