TRACY'S BLOG
So I'm not a Browncoat? Then you're a Purple Belly, and a coward too!
Monday, September 26, 2005 7:49 PM
Saturday I went to the Serenity Fan Fest at Universal Studios Hollywood. The event went generally well, until the brains at the park decided to cut short the line for signings. (The celebs present were Summer, Adam, the twins, "Fanti" and "Mingo", Chris Buchanan and Loni Peristere, of VFX). Somehow the Browncoats managed to alert Adam of the situation with the dissed Browncoats, and he agreed to stick around to hang with them for a bit.I got my signing done, and then went outside to have a pint at the Irish pub across from the Globe theater. Now, for some reason, Adam Baldwin remembers me. He's asked my name about 10 times, but he forgets, yet he apologizes for it, and makes a point of saying hi to me and talking to me. He's also convinced that I got him beer back in March (which I didn't do, but if the man says "cat", I meow - or have you not noticed his size? I ain't about to argue with him 'bout anything!)
Anyhoo, I'm at the pub and I see him coming and sitting down outside. The entrance to the pub had two planters, one on each side of the door. I come out, and I say,
"So, Adam, can I make good on that beer you say I got you?"
He turns around. "Hey, Tracy! Sure, stick around, and we'll do it when I'm done with this one." (For those interested parties, he drinks lager.)
20 minutes go by, we're in deep conversation with Adam (there were about 15-20 Browncoats there). I am standing close to him, but not crowding him, next to the planter to his right. I am holding my Serenity poster vertically with my left hand, and my own beer in the other hand. Therefore, I have no hands available for anything. (You'll see why I make a point of mentioning this later.)
Like I said, 20 minutes go by, and this woman comes over to tell Adam the Browncoats that didn't get the signing are about to revolt. He becomes Jayne - he leans back in his chair, takes a swig of beer and goes, "Ah, let 'em! People rioting on account of me... now that's a sweet life!"
The woman stays behind me. She taps my shoulder once to take his picture, I comply, and resume my previous stance. She taps my shoulder again for a second picture, and I comply again, resuming my position. Now let's be clear here - the man is in DOWN TIME! He's having a gorram beer, chatting and not being a monkey in exhibition. And if you already took two pictures of the man sitting in a chair, not moving, do you need a third one? And to bother someone who's been there longer than you, AND who's waiting to go get the promised beer, on his command? Well, apparently she did. Basically she wanted me to move out of the way to go on taking pictures. I said no. And resumed my position. She then pointed to a video camera in the crowd. I looked and saw it was a guy I'd previously talked to while queueing for the signing, who'd clearly said he "didn't really care for autographs or anything involving the BDHs" and that he was "there for someone else". Clearly, if the guy wanted to shoot closer, I would have complied. He didn't move. In fact, he moved further away.
After about an hour, Adam decides it's time to go. So he's saying good-bye, and we shake hands to the tune of the following exchange:
Me: "So you're gonna be at the Flanvention in December, right?"
Adam: "Yeah - you'll be there?"
Me: "Of course."
Adam: "It's a date. See you then!"
Adam leaves, and a bunch of us descended on the Hard Rock Cafe (initially there were 20 of us, by the end we were 40. The waitress said, "You guys keep reproducing like Gremlins!" By the end of the night, we'd converted her...
)Like I'd mentioned earlier, I had no extra hands available. Imagine my surprise when I found a post yesterday in the Southern California Browncoats Yahoo! group calling me "horrible", someone who "was hitting everybody with the movie poster and refused to move", and who was "touching Adam every 10 seconds," "the kind of fan who would have been evicted from the premiere party" (never mind that there were people who treated said party like a gorram convention, asking for autographs and pictur
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