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Back at school. At least I heard from Apple. They do have my computer. It's awaiting a logic board. Pro-gress. But when will I ever see it again?

Anyway. The Kids in the Hall media blitz continues. Last week, we went to see "The Saddest Comedy Show in the World" at the UCB theatre, and our tickets came with passes to a preview screening of Guy Maddin's The Saddest Music in the World. So a bunch of us (me, Steph, Erin, Kitana, Gina, Jordan) went to that last night. Afterwards there was a Q&A session with Guy Maddin and Mark, which was pleasant if a little long. (The pleasantest part was when Mark spotted us, beamed and waved.) Afterwards he made a beeline for us and did chitty-chatty, and then some of us went home :P and the rest of us went to the bar where the afterparty for the screening was. That was pretty lame-- it's a place called "Kabin", supposedly log-cabin-themed, and yet the decor was really ugly and they only had Molson representing Canadian beer. Kitana was very perturbed by this.

Anyway, the most notable part of that was when I was motioning towards a Saddest Music poster on the wall and accidentally knocked it off the wall and onto my head. Kitana promptly deserted me in my struggle (I blame her not), and Guy Maddin and his friends, standing nearby, found it all very amusing. "It's yours now," Guy told me. So I took it home. In exchange for my embarrassment. Fair trade. It was an okay night, but actually one of my more awkward Mark experiences. Usually my experiences with Mark are completely unawkward. I blame myself, of course, for having nothing interesting to say. It's true, too.

And today, Dave was at Border's signing copies of the DVD sets. The best was that we ran into Tilly immediately, and it was so cool to get to hang out with her. We've only met each other briefly in the past and I find that wrong, since she's really sweet and fun. Anyway, these fans-lining-up-for-stuff-situation I normally hate, like I said, and I was a little nervous at how few people showed up at the thing. We estimate maybe 50. Not the crowd I'd been envisioning. When we first arrived there appeared to be more Media there than Fans. They were taping the whole thing for possible use on the Season Two DVDs, you see. Everyone had to sign release forms.

So we had to go up one at a time, and I was my usual ridiculous awkward self, but Dave was at his very Dave-est this fine day, and jumped up to hug me and was so utterly warm and pleased-seeming to see me, that I ended up enjoying the whole thing very much. He showed me a picture of his little cutie at an El Vez sound check last night (or was that an excuse to show off his really snazzy palm pilot? ;) He introduced me to his new publicist and made sure I exchanged information with the Broadway Video people, for purposes of fan input. He even joked that he thinks I should produce a segment for the DVD extras. (Good joke, but I think it's a GRAND idea, actually. ;) Best of all, Kitana used erin's phone to call Gina's young friend Robin (got that?), since poor Robin was stuck in school and not allowed out to come to the signing. So Dave talked to her for a few minutes, which was a beautiful thing to do, and at the end was overheard to say, "I'm sorry you go to a strict Jewish school." How swell is that?

So, in a land of opposites, this turned out to be one of the most unawkward Dave experiences of my life. Which makes me feel very good. Actually, it made me think, when we returned after the signing to get a group picture with him-- I started to get all apologetic and "Let's leave, it's time to leave", and Dave said to me, "Gee, I thought you'd be used to this by now!" And I said, "No, for 8 years, I'll never be used to it." It's true. I'm still that girl. But I feel a little happier about the whole thing. Sometimes I get down when I see the online Kids in the Hall fandom going through a period of waning. It's a time when I think it should be buzzing with the most activity-- long-awaited DVDs coming out and all-- but that's the natural course of these things. So being in a place with other fans in a fannish context, even if most of them were my own friends, was neat. It's like Henry Jenkins says:

Fan reception cannot and does not exist in isolation, but is always shaped through input from other fans and motivated, at least partially, by a desire for furhter interaction with a larger social and cultural community.

I am a genuine nyerd.

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