i can’t be the only vancouver blogger excited to know that heather & jon armstrong (of dooce and blurbomat fame) are coming to our fine city in mere days. the 13 year old fangirl part of me wants to register for vidfest just to hear heather speak and have the chance to meet them. the 32 year old woman part of me wants to go the screenings in a surreptitious attempt to “bump into” them and strike up a delightfully adult conversation.
i’m sorely tempted to try to arrange some sort of meet-like thing, or at the very least, invite them to drinks somewhere while they’re in town. we do have the heather bond, you know. and the D70 bond. and the blog bond. yeah, i know. i’m so sad. but, really, who else can i have a conversation about poop with than her?
this ends the pathetic stalker portion of today’s post.
last night colene ventured out to the wilds of north vancouver, braved the dasterdly dust-bunnies of casa de hessie, skillfully traversed the mean streets of lower lonsdale and then battled the frightful fashions of fine arts patrons in order to go to dinner and a play with yours truly. that girl has surely shown either her desperation or utter come-undoneness by going to such lengths to spend an evening with me. i’m sure glad she did, though. i had fun! i know it might often seem to the contrary, but i’m actually rather fond of fun and do quite enjoy it when it’s thrust upon me.
here’s to more fun-thrusting! um. that doesn’t sound very good, does it?
i had the stalker in me come out yesterday too. years ago i had a few brief e-mail conversations with heather, before she got famous. we have a name bond. we have same middle name and we both use the initial when we sign our name. (she asked me what the b. stood for, and when i told her, we both had a laugh. i like to think we were separated at birth. haha.)
vidfest looks pretty interesting, maybe we should go?
i’m not sure if i could do seminars (which sucks), but i’m almost 100% sure i’m going to the screenings. come with?
I have no idea who either of them are, but after reading your post, I suddenly crave to meet them & get an autograph.
count me in on the fun :)
I want to meet the Dooce too but… must avoid feeling like a stalker.
i totally want to ‘bump into them’ too. hey, my name’s heather too, and i like photography and would totally get a d70 if i had any money! and my blog is.. a blog!
oh, and i love poop stories so we have THAT bond as well. lemme know if you arrange some sort of coincidental fandemonium. i’m so down.