Be cool baby

He yelled that after a group of big punk guys went ballistic at seeing him. I found myself in a nerd sandwich as I waited for an hour to see Bruce. My patience wore thin as a guy cut in front of me to hang with his fellow geeks and discuss how he should move to Hollywood because he loves celebrities and meets them all the time, oh...and that his dad is a neuroscientist. Once the conversation turned to Star Trek, I tuned out and tried not to grab what little hair he had left and haul his ass out of line for cutting me.

Anyway, I finally got my turn. BC told me he liked the color of my coat and that he had a lot of lavender on his property. It's ok if he's a little color blind..I mean he's Bruce Campbell. We made lame small talk as he asked me what I did for a living. Then we read from his book and took a photo. Awesome. The main thing I noticed about him was that he had chubby wrists. Anyway-I was amped. Though the "Man with the Screaming Brain" is not his best work, it was great because he acted in, wrote and directed it. The Q&A follow up was a bit painful. Bruce is great-kind of a prick, but fielded the inevitable lame-ass questions with lots of vigor and plenty of "kiss my ass" throw backs. I wanted to get into character and yell "Say workshed!", but thought better of it. I also wanted to ask him if Steve Martin was suing for copyright infrigement. See the movie, and you'll understand.

All around, it was totally worth freezing my ass off for an hour in line. Got my book signed, met the man, and all it cost was a little dignity. Groovy.