Sighting
I started writing again recently. Though something perhaps doesn’t require major broadcasting, I’ve been feeling so motivated that I needed to express it. It’s going slowly at the moment, but I suppose that what matters is that it is in motion at all. But on to more amusing matters.
A Fanboys Moment
Hud went to Midtown Comics this Wednesday for our weekly comic book gathering. Though there are few titles that I read, there are the three or four books that I will make my way to midtown Manhattan to pick up. Having picked up our titles and browsing the shelves for possible future purchases, I mention to Hud:
“Did you get my text about the BKV signing this week?” We start gabbing about the prospect of going to see a writer that we both have come to respect and whose projects we were holding in our hands at the moment. As we continue talking, we’re interrupted by a man on line to pay who says:
“I was just walking behind him upstairs!” There is a look of understanding in his eyes, before he turns back and responds to the cashier asking if anyone is paying in cash. Jason and I look at each other, weighing our options. Next, we’re making our way to the back of the store and up the stairs when a short, bald man with a green button down shirt walks past us holding an action figure.
Jason does a 180 on the stairs, looks down at me and the man about to turn and points into the palm of his hand, mouth “That’s him”. “I think he saw me point at him,” Hud notes as we make it up the rest of the stairs. “Why did we just go up the whole way if we already saw him walk down?”
“So we’d look less conspicuous?” I shrugged.
We made our way back downstairs and got on line to pay for our books, noticing that BKV was perusing the aisles himself, and had been sideswiped by a fan. We kept our judgment of being one of those types of fans to ourselves as we walked closer to the register. Once we arrived, I noticed a strip of paper advertising BKV’s signing at Midtown Comics-East on Thursday. I proceeded to pass Hud the paper, and once we both paid, marveled at the fact that we’d both missed a huge poster with the BKV’s face on it, announcing the signing.
“Fuck!” Hud says under his breath.
“What?”
“I just pointed at the sign and turned and saw him looking at me point at the sign!”
“Oh…”
We made our way out of the store and downstairs to the street and laughed the moment we could hear the cars and people. We agreed that we had better leave before he came down the stairs and wondered about the two guys who seem to be following him, but lingered about trying to decide if he would remember us if we chanced a the book signing scheduled for the next day. As I started to complain about being hungry and lifted my arm in a gesture, I looked to my right and locked eyes with BKV as he walked out of the store. I immediately turned back to Hud and explained that we needed to know where to go eat, and BKV walked behind me and into the mass of people on 40th & Broadway.
“Nice save. Where do you want to go eat?”
“Anywhere that isn’t in that direction.”
- Spider