I know it can be a rare thing to find a significant other that tolerates your hobbies, much less participates in them. I always read with a bit of jealousy the posts from other collectors about their wives or significant others that would hunt for toys for them when they were out on shopping trips and the like. Well, now not only do I know what that is like… I think I’ve got some of you beat!
You see, while I was all the way across the country covering Toy Fair 2008 for AFI, our latest "cub reporter," my girlfriend (whom we shall call "Cubbi") agreed to go to the LA area Dr. Who convention and cover it for AFI! That’s right, you heard me… while I’m out of town she goes to a Dr. Who con armed with her camera and a notebook to file this report for us.
One other point of note, she was also the one that shot and edited our April Fools Mattel commercial, so she’s seen me at my absolute dorkiest and still wanted to hang around with me.
She’s a keeper, eh fellas?
Here I present to you her report on:
The 2008 Gallifrey One Convention
It’s Sunday. I throw on that union jack t-shirt I have been saving for a special occasion. Comb my long blonde hair, put on “my ass looks amazing in these” jeans, lace up my chucks and look in the mirror. Nice. I totally look like I could be the next companion. Wait, I look like Rose. Okay, KIND of like Rose. Damn, they aren’t going to want an assistant that resembles a past one. Reality check Cubbi – you are not auditioning today.
I arrive at Gallifrey One (my very first Doctor Who convention) not having any idea what to expect. What if David Tennant is there? Not for a panel, but just there walking around in disguise. I tell myself he would totally want to hang out with me. Or, what if they have a life-size dalek? OR…OR…what about a life-size weeping angel statue? Now that would be cool.
The convention is underwhelming considering Comic Con was the last convention I was at. Where is everybody? I know it’s Sunday, but come on! Where are all the people in costumes? Oh wait! Wait! I see a man in gold metallic spandex bodysuit sitting in a forum. I rack my brain trying to figure out if this was loosely based off a costume from the old Doctor Who. I don’t think so. I think it’s just a dude wearing gold spandex. Snap. I had to take a picture.
I secretly keep hoping David Tennant is around.
All the panels have started so I walk around a bit. I go into the Dealers Room hoping I can find some of the series one figures for cheap. Instead I find a load of books (who knew there were so many books on Doctor Who?! This is cool!), DVD’s, some “Renfaire-esque” type jewelry (for the fellas to bring home to their ladies), and Bob May. Yes, Bob May the Robot from Lost in Space. I walk by his table and he flags me down and starts chatting me up. Asking me where I am from, how I like the show, you know the usual banter. I can’t tell if he’s going to give me sales pitch or ask me to meet him for a cocktail in the hotel lounge. I’d pick the cocktails.