…with occasional pictures.
1) Roy, the world’s nicest Parking Elf and Smog Shop Proprietor. He not only assured us he’d be watching the car all day – he gave NovySan his phone number, so he could keep the lot open late, if we were delayed.
2) A tiny blonde girl in a tiny pink Jeannie costume, with an even tinier pink gun. I’m not sure when Jeannie started packing heat, but she sure looked like she knew how to use it.
3) Advertisements for The Room. (I haven’t seen The Room, but The Ferrett has. Seen it, survived it, and reviewed it.)
4) Jesus battling Superman.
5) Stan Lee – just for a moment, before a slavering mob backed him up against a door and flashed bright lights in his eyes. (He’s very crafty, though. He escaped, possibly by teleporting himself through a locked door.)
6) A couple of embarrassing typos. (“Autors Inculding,” Tor? Really? You’re sure?)
7) A teenaged vampire with Yoda on his back.
8 ) A Dalek about to slip past the velvet rope. (And who thought that was a good idea? Dropping the rope like that? You really want the Dalek inside the club?)
9) And, of course, America’s Finest Sergeant.
And with whom did I see these things? With Gregor Mortis, who was kind enough to drive, and with NovySan, who wore neither the t-shirt featured below, nor the jacket (which he says should have been buried with Frank).
I would just like the audience to know that in the first picture I was taking a very deep breath when the photo was taken and that I practice diaphragmatic breathing at all times during the night and day because I am a trained orator.