Sitting in the audience
Friday morning, I was watching Jason Carter with a bit of curiousity.
On screen, he portrays a rather serious (doomed -- if you will) character
who has a very droll sense of humour. In real life however, I have
decided the man appeared at the con courtesy of a weekend pass from
the looney bin. <G>
During the hour with
Wayne, Robyn, and Rob, Jason amused everyone with his "poetic genius,"
reciting some hilarious limmericks. His "epic" poem, which he offered
very proudly, was entitled, "The Day We Lost Grandmother Down the
Loo." His deadpan expression on so silly a topic just added to the
humour; Wayne and Robyn were about to lose it as well. I think Rob
sat there in disbelief.
Well, after the hour
was up, my fiance and I made our way down the block to the Atlanta
Merchandise Mart, where the dealer's floor and "Walk of Fame" were
located. Because it was the first day time that Jason was signing,
the line was *very* long. So, we headed to get autographs from Peter
Jurasik, Wayne Alexander, Maggie Egan, Julie Caitlin Brown (who towered
over even my fiance, who stands at 6'1" -- she's TALL!), and Claudia
Christian. Finally, after Jason's line dropped a bit, my fiance and
I decided to make a go of it and just wait it out.
Getting a bit closer,
I realized that Jason has really lost quite a bit of weight -- and
a bit of hair: he's lopped off that long, wild hair of his to a length
that drops to about the middle of his ear, giving the effective appearance
of a mop. Actually suits him quite well. :) Finally, it's my turn.
I step up to the table and have him sign my B5 CCG card, "Marcus Cole."
Then I ask for a picture. This would turn out to be my undoing.
As some of you know,
I was working on a Delenn costume for this year's con. Because of
technical difficulties, I couldn't manage it, so I took my own leather
vest, black pants, and black shirt, and went as Lyta Alexander. Given
my red hair and fair skin, this was a natural.
Well, Jason ran around
the table (he always seemed to be running) and draped an arm over
my shoulder. Giving an extremely goofy expression, my fiance snapped
the picture. Immediately afterward (I'm assuming because he realized
I was dressed as Lyta), he turned to me and asked (as only he can),"
Were you thinking sexy thoughts, too?" Apparently, I blushed because
he then added, "I love making people with fair complexions blush.
They blush so easily."
And *that* was my encounter
with Jason Carter.
-- Heather