Post by Miss Interoceter on Feb 13, 2008 16:57:12 GMT -5
Okay, here's my story. It's incredibly detailed, so if you want the gist, skip to the last paragraph.
I live down around Des Moines, so it was 4 hours straight north to Minneapolis. No biggie. Except about the time we passed the outlet mall in Owatonna (an hour south of Minneapolis) I suddenly remembered I'd forgotten the pants I was going to wear that night and the only thing else I had with me was the jeans I was wearing. So panic! Get to Minneapolis, get downtown, find the comedy club, then drive off to find the hotel, which I do, as I'm driving past it! Crap. Drive into the scarier downtown area trying to find a way to get back, finally get back and checked in at the Hyatt Regency. Get to our room and confirm that yes I did leave my pants in Iowa. Luckily, the Hyatt is right on Nicollet so down the street we go. First to a Target, which duh, not going to work, then to Macy's 75% off rack which means marked down to $129 or more and I remember I'm not actually in the show so it's off to discounter Marshall's where I find a pair of plain sturdy black pants. Then we race back to the hotel and find that the five degree weather is much colder walking into the wind. Brr. Just enough time to change, freshen up and then out to the car and back to Acme.
So, as I'm walking across the street who do I see but Trace carrying boxes in. I seriously just stopped short, it was so surreal. But I was like, no maybe it's not him. It couldn't be, he just locked his van with his remote. Surely there are minions for that! Walk inside and as we're waiting for our tickets he speaks to someone, yep, that's Trace! Inside I'm screaming now.
We walk up to the ticket girl, give her our name and she says, Nope. Could it be under some other name? They search and search, we're not on the list! I was so depressed. To be so tantalizingly close and miss out?! I've already seen one of them for crying out loud! Another guy comes over and gets us taken care of, we get in, we get sat down and Mary Jo and RAD walk by. I'm like, Ah! Keith! (my husband) Look! Look! By this point, he's turned rabid fanboy too. We eat and head over to the bar as we had about 45 minutes (like I could eat anyway!) to kill and in walks Joel. And out walks Joel. Then he comes in toting laundry baskets and props, hooray! And the whole time we just keep looking at each other like, can you believe this is happening? To us? My husband goes out and buys our wares for the evening and talks to RAD who knew my real name at the mention of my handle here! How do you do that? Like you had nothing more pressing to do last night! You amaze me, good sir! I was too shy to go up at that point, much to my husband's chagrin. Then comes news that Josh/J. Elvis has fallen on the ice and badly twisted his ankle. (Hope you're recovering!) So, it's about showtime and we all head into the club.
The guy takes our seating pass, marks off his sheet, and goes, "Oh, great seats!" Then proceeds to lead us to the front row! FRONT ROW!!! The front row center consists of four (4) seats, and we are occupying two of them!!! I'm sorry for all the excesses taken but Ahhh! you know? Bad news being we were politely requested by the signs and rules not to videotape or take pictures during the show. Plus I'm in the front row, it's not like I can sneak it by! The beginning of the show was playing the first few minutes of the movie as a little teaser with the nice twist of Frank and Trace in MST character at the end. Then they all came out and thanked us for being there and supporting them over all these years. Trace was emcee for the evening and started out with a little warm up act and then mentioned the special guests in the audience the first he named being Pierre Trudeau. (Where were you?) And as soon as he said that, I'm like oh no. Because RAD has alerted them to which of us are there and the farther along he goes calling out our names I know I'm going to be one of them and as I believe I mentioned, I'm in the freaking front row! So at last it comes, "Miss Interoceter? Is she here?" I raise my hand and Trace says, "Ah! Right in the front row. Thank you for coming here early." Then he asked me how I got my name and what it meant and I tried hopelessly, because I'm talking to TRACE BEAULIEU!, to explain it. At last I told him to just watch the movie and he'd understand.
Mary Jo was up after Trace (who I'm sad to report did not do his killer Greg Peck) and did hilarious stuff about her life mostly. Perhaps the best joke was right out of the gate about Supergirl's death.
Frank followed and was my husband's favorite. He never quit and went in so many different directions. It was a riot. My favorite bit of his was when he asked if anyone had ever been to a cat show and one lady said she had been. He quipped, "So you go to Sci-Fi conventions, and cat shows. Every guy here is now like, 'She's the perfect woman!'" Also his theme song to his new Saturday morning action hero animated series, 'Convoluted Man'. It just got better and better as he sang.
Josh was next with a really great set. Favorite bits from him were about the wild animals killing people and the pirate ship vs. the cruise ship in Somalia. "Who takes a cruise to Somalia? 'Well it was either there or Chechnya.'"
Finally Joel was up and it was prop comedy all the way. He made a balloon giraffe for the girl sitting behind me. He handed it to me to give it to her and I thought she was going to jump over the table like I wasn't going to give it to her or something.
A short Q and A followed because probably everyone was like me and couldn't think of a single damn thing to ask them now that we finally had them. Then one of the best moments we could have ended on when we did a sing along of the MST theme song! Frank and Trace were standing together and everytime there were "la la las" they tilted their heads together.
Then it was the wait for autographs and to meet everybody. Waiting in line I took a bunch of pictures. By this point, I could no longer avoid speaking to them so I took a deep breath and introduced myself first to RAD who along with Trace's wife was in charge of sales. Wow you two, what a job! He actually left the table to come speak to me and ask me why I hadn't hung out with them before! Like I'm someone! Next up was Trace who had my name on a list and put an X by it. He said, "Oh you're Miss Interoceter, okay let me mark you off." So I don't know if my phone has been debugged, I've been taken off the hit list, or I was just one of the fans he was dying to meet, but it cannot get more surreal than that! Then Mary Jo, who was so sweet and then Josh and Frank who were sort of busy with the guys in front of us who had 6 things requiring autographs, and finally Joel. People! Joel is so friendly and nice, I couldn't believe it. We were like 3/4 of the way to the back of the line and he was taking the time to be gracious to me, it was just impossibly awesome. So after that I took a few more pictures and we left for the hotel. Where, seriously, I woke up about every twenty minutes the entire night with a smile on my face remembering something funny one of them said.
It was awesome.
I live down around Des Moines, so it was 4 hours straight north to Minneapolis. No biggie. Except about the time we passed the outlet mall in Owatonna (an hour south of Minneapolis) I suddenly remembered I'd forgotten the pants I was going to wear that night and the only thing else I had with me was the jeans I was wearing. So panic! Get to Minneapolis, get downtown, find the comedy club, then drive off to find the hotel, which I do, as I'm driving past it! Crap. Drive into the scarier downtown area trying to find a way to get back, finally get back and checked in at the Hyatt Regency. Get to our room and confirm that yes I did leave my pants in Iowa. Luckily, the Hyatt is right on Nicollet so down the street we go. First to a Target, which duh, not going to work, then to Macy's 75% off rack which means marked down to $129 or more and I remember I'm not actually in the show so it's off to discounter Marshall's where I find a pair of plain sturdy black pants. Then we race back to the hotel and find that the five degree weather is much colder walking into the wind. Brr. Just enough time to change, freshen up and then out to the car and back to Acme.
So, as I'm walking across the street who do I see but Trace carrying boxes in. I seriously just stopped short, it was so surreal. But I was like, no maybe it's not him. It couldn't be, he just locked his van with his remote. Surely there are minions for that! Walk inside and as we're waiting for our tickets he speaks to someone, yep, that's Trace! Inside I'm screaming now.
We walk up to the ticket girl, give her our name and she says, Nope. Could it be under some other name? They search and search, we're not on the list! I was so depressed. To be so tantalizingly close and miss out?! I've already seen one of them for crying out loud! Another guy comes over and gets us taken care of, we get in, we get sat down and Mary Jo and RAD walk by. I'm like, Ah! Keith! (my husband) Look! Look! By this point, he's turned rabid fanboy too. We eat and head over to the bar as we had about 45 minutes (like I could eat anyway!) to kill and in walks Joel. And out walks Joel. Then he comes in toting laundry baskets and props, hooray! And the whole time we just keep looking at each other like, can you believe this is happening? To us? My husband goes out and buys our wares for the evening and talks to RAD who knew my real name at the mention of my handle here! How do you do that? Like you had nothing more pressing to do last night! You amaze me, good sir! I was too shy to go up at that point, much to my husband's chagrin. Then comes news that Josh/J. Elvis has fallen on the ice and badly twisted his ankle. (Hope you're recovering!) So, it's about showtime and we all head into the club.
The guy takes our seating pass, marks off his sheet, and goes, "Oh, great seats!" Then proceeds to lead us to the front row! FRONT ROW!!! The front row center consists of four (4) seats, and we are occupying two of them!!! I'm sorry for all the excesses taken but Ahhh! you know? Bad news being we were politely requested by the signs and rules not to videotape or take pictures during the show. Plus I'm in the front row, it's not like I can sneak it by! The beginning of the show was playing the first few minutes of the movie as a little teaser with the nice twist of Frank and Trace in MST character at the end. Then they all came out and thanked us for being there and supporting them over all these years. Trace was emcee for the evening and started out with a little warm up act and then mentioned the special guests in the audience the first he named being Pierre Trudeau. (Where were you?) And as soon as he said that, I'm like oh no. Because RAD has alerted them to which of us are there and the farther along he goes calling out our names I know I'm going to be one of them and as I believe I mentioned, I'm in the freaking front row! So at last it comes, "Miss Interoceter? Is she here?" I raise my hand and Trace says, "Ah! Right in the front row. Thank you for coming here early." Then he asked me how I got my name and what it meant and I tried hopelessly, because I'm talking to TRACE BEAULIEU!, to explain it. At last I told him to just watch the movie and he'd understand.
Mary Jo was up after Trace (who I'm sad to report did not do his killer Greg Peck) and did hilarious stuff about her life mostly. Perhaps the best joke was right out of the gate about Supergirl's death.
Frank followed and was my husband's favorite. He never quit and went in so many different directions. It was a riot. My favorite bit of his was when he asked if anyone had ever been to a cat show and one lady said she had been. He quipped, "So you go to Sci-Fi conventions, and cat shows. Every guy here is now like, 'She's the perfect woman!'" Also his theme song to his new Saturday morning action hero animated series, 'Convoluted Man'. It just got better and better as he sang.
Josh was next with a really great set. Favorite bits from him were about the wild animals killing people and the pirate ship vs. the cruise ship in Somalia. "Who takes a cruise to Somalia? 'Well it was either there or Chechnya.'"
Finally Joel was up and it was prop comedy all the way. He made a balloon giraffe for the girl sitting behind me. He handed it to me to give it to her and I thought she was going to jump over the table like I wasn't going to give it to her or something.
A short Q and A followed because probably everyone was like me and couldn't think of a single damn thing to ask them now that we finally had them. Then one of the best moments we could have ended on when we did a sing along of the MST theme song! Frank and Trace were standing together and everytime there were "la la las" they tilted their heads together.
Then it was the wait for autographs and to meet everybody. Waiting in line I took a bunch of pictures. By this point, I could no longer avoid speaking to them so I took a deep breath and introduced myself first to RAD who along with Trace's wife was in charge of sales. Wow you two, what a job! He actually left the table to come speak to me and ask me why I hadn't hung out with them before! Like I'm someone! Next up was Trace who had my name on a list and put an X by it. He said, "Oh you're Miss Interoceter, okay let me mark you off." So I don't know if my phone has been debugged, I've been taken off the hit list, or I was just one of the fans he was dying to meet, but it cannot get more surreal than that! Then Mary Jo, who was so sweet and then Josh and Frank who were sort of busy with the guys in front of us who had 6 things requiring autographs, and finally Joel. People! Joel is so friendly and nice, I couldn't believe it. We were like 3/4 of the way to the back of the line and he was taking the time to be gracious to me, it was just impossibly awesome. So after that I took a few more pictures and we left for the hotel. Where, seriously, I woke up about every twenty minutes the entire night with a smile on my face remembering something funny one of them said.
It was awesome.