Stardate 2010.262
To start, my Leia costume had a bit of a rough night on Friday so I ended up buying a new one and sporting the Padme look for days 3 and 4. That said, I didn't realize how see-through the pants were until about halfway through the day, but there are pictures to show at this point (I'll try to spare you the glaring obviousness going forward, but no guarantess, haha).
Day 3 was really when we started to settle in and wrap our heads around what was really going on. We started, bright and early with our day pretty much worked around getting in line for our photo with Mark Hamill. We knew it was going to be a ridiculous line (as we'd seen the one from Friday) and didn't want to find ourselves at the end of it. So about and hour and a half, plus $45.00 later we were being shoved and crammed behind a curtain and THERE HE WAS. He shook our hands as soon as we were in, grabbed me around the waist, looked and Scott and said, "Hey, do you mind if I grope your girlfriend?" We all cracked up. He followed it up with, "No, no, you don't stay married for 31 years by feeling up other women." He joked with us like we were all old friends! Honestly, this is an actor, that 30 years after his stardom, 30 years after settling in with one woman, and 30 years into a franchise that makes billions still appreciates his fans. He smiled with us, shook our hands again and thanked us for being there. We all left feeling like we were on Cloud 9. We gushed about it for hours afterward and checked the printing table every half hour waiting for our photos to show up (which turned out great, though I don't have it scanned in yet). The only thing that really kept us going was knowing that the following morning we'd be seeing him again to get his autograph.
For a while we couldn't do anything other than wander around with our jaws on the floor. We'd met Mark Hamill and he was the nicest celebrity on the planet. It wasn't until a guy from LucasFilms approached Scott and I asking if we'd like to participate in an interview involving fan's "Star Wars stories" that we were able to break free from the shock we'd been stumbling around in. Of course, we gladly accepted this invitation. Jack (Blackwell), Scott and I waited about a half hour to get in the interview room, and while we waited we met a family of three (mom, daughter and son). The little girl really took a liking to me and wanted to chat my ear off (which was adorable) and eventually decided she would not only chat, but latch. She crawled up my body like a monkey and clung to me like she was never letting go. Absolutely adroable. I couldn't get her to break free until her mother reminded her we needed to get going. (I'm really glad I got a photo of her (see the gallery below).)
The "interview" was more us talking at a camera about how Star Wars has affected us over the years. Jack, Scott and I each had a meaningful memory that brought us back a few years and really helped us evaluate the enormity of what this empire has become. It was Scott's first movie in the movie theater, it's one of the legacies Jack has already begun passing down to his two year old daughter (Skylar, which he chose partly because it sounds like "Skywalker") and it is one of the memories my brother and I will share loving for our entire lives. We had a great time with this and we all hope LucasFilms decides to air at least part of the footage at some point, because if anyone else had stories like ours it would be quite the video to see.
The rest of the day went on pretty uneventfully compartively speaking. We missed seeing the main event (Jon Stewart interviewing George Lucas), but we weren't really surprised. There were people that had waited in line for 12 hours plus to see that particular event, and while he would have been great, we didn't want to deny the rest of the con to stand in that line.
We wrapped the day up a little earlier than the Thursday and Friday as Jack was going to The Last Tour of Endor and Scott and I had a dinner planned at a nice restaurant in Orlando. (Which, side note, if you ever make it to Orlando, Maggiano's is the only place worth going. Food was amazing, and oddly the service was even better. I wouldn't trust anywhere else, for realz.)
But what I thought was going to be a relaxing night out, with a lovely dinner, turned into quite the adventure. Scott decided, around ten at night, that he wanted to try to put together a new costume, so we went to none other than WalMart. Two pairs of soccer shinguards, earth toned wife beaters, tan cargos, leather bracelets, two NERF guns, various paints and clips later, we were headed back to the hotel. But we got lost. Man, it was something else. Midnight rolled around and Scott was spray painting the pieces to his new costume in the hotel room. This the Star Wars universe. This, my friends, is what fandom is really about. We hit the sack around one, I guess, planning to be up in less than six hours to rendevouz with Mark Hamill once more and wrap up one of the best weekends on our lives. Zzzzz...
UP NEXT! The final day! Scott's new costume! Mark Hamill makes a reapparance! Staaaay tuuuuned!