Now, before I begin the story... please have a look at the pass I had for BEA:
Saturday, I had a mocha mint chip frappaccino from Starbucks for lunch, because I wasn't really feeling well. From this experience, I learned two valuable lessons:
1) A mocha mint chip frappaccino is not adequate lunch. Even if I am feeling nauseous, I need to eat something solid. Coffee flavored slushies do not count.
2) I have trouble focusing when I'm nervous. It's part of why I tend to avoid wanting to meet people for the first time at some sort of meal-like experience. My inability to focus increases dramatically if I feel somewhat awed by the person I am meeting. (I'm working to overcome this.)
So Leigh and I get in line to meet Mr. Hodgman, who is signing at the Penguin booth. While in line, a salesperson comes to ensure we have a promo piece for signing. I proceed to ask if I can take a picture, the fellow says yes—and if I like he can take the picture so that I'm in it. Leigh also offers to take photos with her camera phone. We chat with the salesman, who is asking me about Calgary (note the badge) and is delighted to learn Leigh is a penguin author.
Ok, I get up to the front of the line...
Oh, and the salesperson from Penguin declares "John, this is Miss Calgary!" And Mr. Hodgman asks if that's true and I say "no, but that would be cool." So he finishes the signing, and I realize this is my moment to ask the burning question I have...
Me: "Um, how tall is Jon Stewart?"
John: "Well, I'm 5'10"."
Me: "Because they make it like he's really short. So is he like my height?"
John: "No, he's my height or 5'9". He's not a midget."*
See? People look shorter on TV, not taller. This concerns me, as I will likely look the size of Hikaru from Angelic Layer.
So I thanked Mr. Hodgman and wished him good luck with the book. It was Leigh's turn, and she gets told things like "ah, so you're one of us." When she's finished she smiles and says that she asked Mr. Hodgman to sign her book "for my husband, Maurice" and so he wrote for my husband, Maurice. I laugh and pull out the promo thing for my brother to show Leigh...
* I might have these statements reversed, so I will point out, Mr. Hodgman, that I am of average height. (Ok, 5'3" is the average female height in Japan, but it's still an average.)