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wheniruletheworldillhavesnakes replied to your post: I WAS ASSAULTED BY MISHA COLLINS WITH MARDI GRAS…
THAT WAS MY REACTION TOO? I WAS LIKE. WHAT JUST HAPPENED.
since i’m home now i’m gonna tell tumblr what happened? so like my friend and i got a photo op with jim beaver and misha collins. (by the way jim was so precious he was just dancing around the entire time he was so happy) and so i had these two mardi gras bead necklaces and i wanted them to wear them. and they did, but then afterwards i was like “can i have them back” and misha took his and he looked me in the eye and said “abso-fucking-lutely not” and i was like “wat” and so i kinda walked away, and then I looked back and he was like “go” and so i was like “okay?” and then I turned my back and hE CHUCKED THEM AT ME? and they hit my shoulder and i was like WHAT.
yeah sorry tumblr this was a really obnoxious story i just wanted to tell it cause it was the best day of my life and stuff and yeah.
Autographs: Jim Beaver
(I told you I’d write all these up. I just have a tendency to fall asleep before I get around to it.)
One of the actors I wanted to get an autograph from was Jim Beaver. I’d just received my autographs from Rob Benedict and Emily Perkins, and I got in line for Jim’s. Said line was considerably longer because, according to a volunteer, Jim is “a talker”. Awesome, I thought, and crossed my fingers that we’d have something to talk about.
I got up to the front and handed over my season 5 DVD cover that I’ve had all the actors sign. (Separate post for that, I haven’t put it up yet.) As he pulled the cover towards him, I said hi and offered him a cookie. Jim’s eyes got big and he took a cookie, saying that he’d be very happy to take one, then attempted to take the entire container. I laughed and suggested that he could take another for Maddie, his daughter. Jim immediately said, “No.” I was slightly taken aback, but he continued with “She’s already had far too much sugar.” It appeared to be a continuation of their familial dueling on stage. (One of the things I wrote on the back of my program was “Maddie: sassiest thing to ever sass.” After the second panel, it was underlined.)
Jim took a bite of the cookie and made happy noises as he signed my cover, complimenting me. I blushed happily and suddenly remembered that I had wanted to give him a compliment as well, based on the admirable things he’s posted on Twitter and Facebook. So as he downed the rest of the cookie in one bite, I blurted out, “I just wanted to say that you’re a wonderful human being and it’s a privilege to have met you.”
And he looked up, startled, and I realized that I had effectively made sure he couldn’t respond before giving him a way over-the-top compliment.
That didn’t slow him down, though. He rolled with it and started talking with a mouth full of cookie, completely unintelligible, while I went even redder and tried to explain myself. Eventually I got across that I admired his stance on things like making women feel safe and he thanked me for the compliment and the cookie. I recovered my container and cover and left, embarrassed by my slip-up but tickled pink that he had turned it into something funny and happy that he’d liked my cookie. Overall, Jim seemed very lively and fun to be around at the con.