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They wouldn’t let me touch their swords, so I wouldn’t let them touch mine.

My plan for Halloween 2011 had always been to save up some money and finally buy a Ghostbusters costume – complete with an accurate proton pack.  It was going to be costly, but dammit…I’ve wanted it since I was ten years old!  In fact, back in ’84 I made and put up flyers in my neighborhood offering up my services as a Ghostbuster.  In the midst of drawing the logo on one of these flyers I was suddenly hit with a thought:  What if somebody actually called me because they had a terrifying spook, spectre or ghost?  I stopped for a moment and considered and came to the only reasonable conclusion:  I would just have to take care of it.  Back to the flyer. Cut to May of last year.  I was putzing around on the internet at work and came across just outright lousy and terrible news.  Randy “Macho Man” Savage had passed away.  I soon came to the conclusion that my Halloween costume would simply have to be about him.  A large gathering of friends were going to Chicago for the wedding of our great friends Justin and Kathy.  They were having a Halloween-themed wedding and Savage was invited!Everybody thought it was a blast…with the exception of the mother of the bride (but she didn’t cause a stink or anything).

As Comic-Con approached this year, it only made sense that I would pull the robe out of the box in the closet and show Randy off again.  I began to grow out the beard and touched up the costume with some reasonably passable boots. I hadn’t been to Comic-Con since 2008.  I didn’t really have the urge to make the trip out last year, but then was EXTREMELY jealous when my friends got their picture with Matt Smith from Doctor Who!

And somehow that pic got topped…when Matt Smith showed off the pic on his own cell phone TO THE WORLD on the Graham Norton Show!

In another universe (the WWE Universe), another big nerd passion of mine was being represented at Comic-Con:  CM Punk would be at a panel and signing autographs with Sheamus and Zack Ryder.  I really wanted to get his impression of the silly photoshop page I have set up for him:  CM Punk Is Not Impressed

I aim high.  I set up two goals for myself this past weekend.

1)  Get a picture with CM Punk and Sheamus while dressed as Savage

a) CM Punk gives the “Not Impressed” look in the shot

b) Punk and Sheamus drape their belts over each of my shoulders in the shot [hey – I SAID I aim high!]

2)  Get a picture one-on-one with Matt Smith

In my head I saw both of these pictures as being real possibilities.

I left Anaheim on Thursday at about 4:30am and it took about 90 minutes to arrive in my 30 dollar per day parking spot.  Whereas I didn’t expect my friends to be awake yet (they were) I decided to change in the car.

HEY – do you ever want to feel like an asshole?  Prance about an unfamiliar town for several blocks wearing a pink speedo and a robe at 6:30 in the morning.

The line to pick up badges was ricockulously long.  Eventually I got in and went up to stand in line for the WWE / Mattel panel.  I was about 8th in line.  Once we got in I got a spot in the 2nd row.  These guys were close!

After a presentation from the Mattel guys, Zack, Sheamus and Punk were introduced.  Punk didn’t have his title with him (there’s a chunk gone from the perfect picture).  They did kind of a standard Q and A, then Punk and Zack took off and Sheamus continued until Alberto Del Rio and Ricardo Rodriguez barged in to build some hype for their match on Sunday.

Alberto was frigging hilarious.

He got heat by bringing out an “Issue #1” of a comic book (I think it was Superman) and ripping it up.  I’m in the video grinning like an idiot – unapologetically.

After the panel, most of us headed to the Mattel booth where the three performers were signing.  THIS was my chance to see what Punk thought of CM Punk Is Not Impressed, and hopefully get a pic with him being “Not Impressed” with my costume.  While waiting, my new WWE friend Dianne (and fan of the Punk page) saw Dolph Ziggler walking the floor.  She pretty much freaked out and ran off to get her pic with him while I kept her place in line.  She came back with a great shot which inspired me to pretty much do the same.  I approached him and asked (in my Savage voice), “Could The ‘Macho Man’ get a picture with ‘The Show Off’?”  He smirked and said, “sure”.  I believe he was geniuinely amused.

Eventually we got our face time with the guys signing.  Sheamus asked me right away if I used bronzer for the costume.  I confirmed this (I’m generally very pale) and Sheamus mentioned it to Punk.

Sheamus:  Punk, check it out: this guy’s using bronzer!

Punk:  So are you Randy Savage or a gypsy?

Me (about as meekly as I’ve ever sounded): I’m the Macho Man Randy Savage!

Punk (smiling): Oh, OK.

Me (trying to get back on track):  Are you familiar with CM Punk Is Not Impressed?  Photoshopping you into funny situations?

Punk:  I’ve heard of them, yeah.  They’re always tweeting me.

Me:  Well, it’s me.  I was wondering if I could get a picture of you not being impressed with my costume?

Punk:  Sure.

Lady in control of line:  We’ve got to keep this line moving!

Me:  I was just going to get a pic here.

Lady in control of line:  We’ve GOT to keep this line moving!

Punk:  Sorry, pal.

And that was it.  The guy has a schedule to keep and people to see.

After assessing our discussion…what he said, how he said it, general tone of the meeting… I have come to the conclusion that CM Punk couldn’t give two shits about CM Punk Is Not Impressed.

Or to say it another way:

CM Punk Is Not Impressed With CM Punk Is Not Impressed

It was kind of a bummer.  I was hoping that he’d dig it or at least get a chuckle out of it, but no such luck.  At the end of the day I was just the scrawny dork in a pink speedo and a curtain (which really isn’t far from the truth).

So be it.  Zero out of one so far, one to go.  I explored the floor a bit and got some fun pics.

My plan was to be Savage on Thursday and Saturday, no costume on Friday, and the 5th Doctor from Doctor Who on Sunday.  However, after 8 hours in my Savage gear (and being mocked for it by my hero) I decided to pack it up.  The wig made me sweat a bunch, and the costume boots – while looking very cool – were not very good for my feet.  I dressed normally and enjoyed the rest of my day as myself.

Friday I walked around a bunch.  A BUNCH.  I didn’t go to any panels, but observed more costumes and really tried to take in the convention floor.

As the day went on, I prepped for my plan to meet Matt Smith (The Eleventh Doctor from Doctor Who).  A massive Doctor Who fan, my favorite Doctor is the Fifth Doctor:

I had to shave my beard…and I decided to go crazy and dye my hair blonde.  Walking in the Gaslamp District, I found a hair salon to get the work done.

The lady shaved my beard with a straight razor.  I anticipated this being a pleasant experience, but I don’t think she’d done it very often.  It hurt like a motherfucker.

IT HURT LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER.

AND…the blonde dye job turned more into a strawberry blonde dye job.

GREAT.

So Saturday comes along.  My girlfriend makes the trip from Anaheim and brings my (Bob Mitsch’s) 5th Doctor costume.  While getting dressed…I broke the celery in half.

I still haven’t told Bob.  He’s going to fucking flip.

Time was ticking.  I got rapidly dressed and started to look for a nearby store to purchase some tape to mend the celery.  I thought I knew where a CVS was but was having trouble.  It was 80something degrees out, I’m running late, and physically running around San Diego in a shirt, sweater and jacket.  Eventually I find another store with the goods and head back to the hotel to hopefully meet Doctor Who.

“How does this guy expect to meet Matt Smith and get a picture?”, you may be asking yourself.

Good question.  There were literally thousands of people at the convention who certainly had the same desire.  But how could that practically happen?

Well…I’m a pretty lucky guy.  A friend of a friend of a friend is on a television show (a pretty cool one at that!) and was on the TV Guide Fan Favorites panel – WITH Mr. Matt Smith.  I met this person at a party on the 4th of July.  When I found out they were on the panel with The Doctor I made it clear:  “You’re going to help me meet Matt Smith!!”  My friend said that they would see what they could do.

The panel was in the hotel I was staying at, which was a definite plus.  Me and a couple of friends were hanging out as close to the entrance to the panel as we were allowed.  It got down to maybe ten minutes before the panel was set to begin and finally my TV pal showed up and led us all into the green room with everybody.

This was pretty darned exciting.

I enter the room.  It is filled with activity, people talking and having a great time.  Sitting down to my right is Nathan Fillion (Firefly, Castle, Dr. Horrible, nerd icon).  A bit to my left is the BEAUTIFUL Jasika Nicole (Astrid from Fringe), straight on is Joel McHale (Winger from Community and Talk Soup)…and a bit further to the left is Doctor Who himself, Matt Smith.

I am the only person in the room wearing a costume.

I casually approach Matt’s general area as he is talking to a fellow, and his friend immediately notices my costume and enthusiastically approves.  Matt kind of waves me over and his friend moves along.

Kev:  Listen, I’m going to be honest, here.  When you were cast as The Doctor I was like, “They’re fuckin’ Twilighting my show!”

Matt:  “Who’s THIS guy?”, right?

Kev:  But – you’re REALLY good!  You’ve totally sold me.  You’ve got it and I’m very happy you’re The Doctor.

Matt:  Thanks, man!  We should get a picture!

I asked my girlfriend to take our picture.  Matt was going for the traditional “arm around the shoulders”  shot, but I asked him if we could pose for our action/adventure series.  I then took a picture of her with him.  Matt told me to have a great Comic-Con and took off to get ready for the panel.

Couldn’t have gone better.  The dude was very nice, gracious, and generally super cool.  And I didn’t make an ass of myself.

Everybody started heading to the panel, but I really needed to process the event.  I wouldn’t have been able to sit still for an hour and didn’t want to embarrass my TV pal who got me in.

THIS WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE WEEKEND.

…and then there were Zombies.

NOT NOW, SKELETOR!

As promotion for the Walking Dead, a part of PetCo Park (not the actual field but the interior perimeter) was turned into an obstacle course filled with zombies.  You and your group (ours was about 25 people) need to navigate from one “Safe Zone” to another.

This video from Gamespot doesn’t do it justice but it’s the best I have to offer.  IT WAS AWESOME!!

(I’m not in this):

I had initially planned on staying well into Sunday for Doctor Who day at the Con, but man…The lines for the panel (and autographs, I heard) had already been started at 10pm the previous night.  I didn’t really feel the need to spend the night sleeping on the ground for a chance to catch a glimpse of the dude I had met, had a small discussion with and took a picture with earlier in the day.

At 10:45pm Saturday night I left San Diego.

As of 11:30am on Wednesday, I almost have complete use of my legs back.

But it was worth it to get the pic with Matt.  Hopefully I’ll be able to dye this back to my natural color, or else I’m bringing out the clippers.

SPOT THE DOUCHEBAG

Not Wearing A Sweater In July Next Year,

Kev

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Story to come in the next couple of days!

Kev

[sorry I haven’t written in a while – been busy]

Kittridge and Mitsch: Time Lords Who Follow Their Own Rules

OK, we didn’t exactly make history but we had a blast!

I recently found out that the current Doctor from Doctor Who [Matt Smith] would be on the Craig Ferguson show, which tapes just a couple of miles from where I work.  I immediately put myself in for a couple of tickets and was confirmed (although they state that they frequently overbook, so admission was not guaranteed).  I thought it would be fun to go in costume.  When I saw that Ferguson was promoting the show as The Doctor Who show and even got a Dalek for the occasion, I KNEW that I had to go in costume.  I called up Bob Mitsch [yon Costumer Extraordinaire] and told him of my plan.  Initially he wasn’t sold on going in costume but I told him that it was a MUST.

After it was decided, there wasn’t much doubt that Bob would be going as the Fourth Doctor.  The most recognizable of all eleven costumes and I believe Bob’s favorite.  I, on the other hand, wasn’t sure whether to go as Eleven [Smith] or my personal favorite number Five [Peter Davison].

Kevin Eleven

 

Kevin Five

 

The only reason Bob was balking about coming to the show dressed in costume was that on the ticket it states NO WHITE CLOTHING, supposedly so people don’t stick out in the crowd.  I think it’s just supposed to look like an audience as opposed to individuals.  To squash any fears for Bob I did some internet searching and called the audience coordinator.  The conversation went something like this:

Kev: Hi!  My friend and I will be coming to the show tomorrow.  Whereas it is the Doctor Who show, we were thinking of showing up in costume as Doctor Who.  That sounds like fun, right?

Negative Nancy [a guy]: No, absolutely not.

Kev [slightly taken aback]:  Are you sure?  Cuz I think Craig would LOVE it, with him being a big Doctor Who fan and all.

Negative Nancy: No, I know people have tried this with special shows in the past and we’ve had to turn them away.  I can check with some people and email you back but I’m sure they’re going to say no.

Kev:  Well if you can check that’d be great!

[email information exchanged – end of telephone call]

Huh.  I really would only want to go if we were dressed up.  I’ve been to TV shows before and really don’t need it.  Sure it’d be cool to see Smith in person but on the other hand I could go to my girlfriend’s place and smooch instead.

And the email came [cut and pasted from my email]:

_____________________________________________

Kevin;

I passed the request along, but got shot down.  Sorry bud.

_____________________________________________

Well this wouldn’t do.  Bob and I discussed the matter and decided that I would go as Eleven [even though my hair is super short now and no longer resembles him] because his costume while slightly fancy could possibly be worn by a normal person…more or less.  Bob would still go as Four, complete with scarf.  If they turned us away we would bring normal clothes in Bob’s car to change into.

The doors opened at 3:30.  Bob showed up to my work at 1:30 with the costumes.  We changed – much to the delight of my coworkers – and headed out.  We ended up getting there at about 2:10 or so and there was already quite a line.  I perused the queue and saw that we were really the only two in costume which concerned me (but I didn’t share my negativity with Bob).  We waited.  We posed for some pics for fans.  We waited.  I stepped out and got a Veggie Hot Dog at The Grove around the corner.  Finished it on the way back to the line [it’s so good to buy a veggie hot dog in public – so tasty and convenient!].

Finally the line starts moving.  Audience coordinators had been perusing the line during our time there and nobody said anything like “the costumes gotta’ go” or such.  Then the line stops at with about three people in front of us and a coordinator comes out.  He explains to us that not everybody will be getting in.  I hold back the urge to point out that Bob and I deserve entrance due to our obvious passion for Who.  It was a nervous few minutes.  The line starts moving slowly again.  The people ahead of us get in.  Bob and I get in.  The gal on her own behind us gets in.

And that’s it.  [Whew!]

So we’re in, right?

While waiting in the next line [TV shows are like Disneyland and mountains that way – there’s always another peak], a coordinator comes up to Bob and I and asks if he can talk to us for a minute.  In my head I’m thinking that this could be either fantastically fantastic or fantastically bad.  He explained super, super nicely that while it’s great that we have enthusiasm for Matt Smith’s appearance – it is important that the people at home believe we are as much fans of Craig himself.  Bob and I enthusiastically agree and confirm that we are big Ferguson fans.  This was a bit of a stretch on our parts.  We both appreciate his presence and comedy but neither of us had actually watched the show.  Our new friend then asked that I remove my bowtie [!] and Bob remove his scarf. 

We were nice.  We acquiesed. I took my tie off and Bob took his scarf off.  I was pretty disappointed.

Then we got in the audience and sat down.  Bob mentioned that the coordinator told him that his scarf was OK to wear after all.  In my head I was all “What the fuck?!  But my bowtie is too much?!”  So I put it back on.

Skip ahead to Matt’s entrance.

Now, I’ve been in LA for thirteen years.  It takes a lot to get me starstruck these days.  I’ve seen Prince, Al Pacino, Eric Idle, John Cleese and many others.

But this guy is The Doctor.

I had that feeling inside…that… “Holy Cow, it’s really him”.  It was very, very cool to see him in person.  Not only did I decide to break the rules and wear my bowtie, but I decided I would be one of the last folks to sit down after the standing ovation.  Matt really should see the costume, I rationalized.

So he sits down.  Craig asks him about obsessive fans and Matt surmises that the fans can be enthusiastic.  He then POINTS TO ME:

"Hey, I Think Kevin Is Awesome!"

He says something like “There’s a chap dressed in a bow tie, you look very smart!”  I stood and gave him a small salute.  The camera didn’t catch it or anything but we became instant BFFs.

The show goes on.  It was lots of fun.  The taping is pretty much over.  The crew is all “Are we done?” and somebody mentions “We need another shot.  Where’s the guy in the bow tie?”  I raise my hand, and the audience warmup guy says, “OK, you’re going to be on TV tonight.”  I waited as they got a shot of me sitting in the audience.  I played it cool.  Too cool (and rather dorky).  I should have just sat back and gave Matt – who had left by then – a similar salute to the one I gave him.  Oh well.  And Bob was in the shot also!

Mitsch and Kittridge, amongst others

 As they often do on TV shows these days, we all got a copy of the Fifth Season of the new Doctor Who series on DVD on the way out.  Distributing them was the audience guy who told me not to wear the bow tie.  As I accepted the DVD box set from him, I told him “I’m sorry I betrayed your trust.”

But I’m NOT!

We show up at about a minute and forty seconds into the above video.

So.  We broke the rules.  We got on TV.  The Eleventh Doctor told me I looked smart.  It was a pretty fantastic day!

Next Stop – Appearing on Doctor Who ITSELF!!

Kev

 So… I was pretty tough on the new kid.  First of all he’s a kid.  Second of all if you are going to cast a tall, lanky, goofy-lookin’ guy as The Doctor you cast ME, dangit!

I saw the first trailer for the next series of Doctor Who with our brand spanking new Doctor and thought it looked OK.  I could have gone without the shot of the sunglasses going up and down (and more kissing?  really?) but it showed potential. 

Then a few days ago I saw this trailer and I find it MAGICAL (I suggest you expand the video to fill the screen and maybe turn up the sound a bit):

And I REALLY like the talking at the end – and the delivery!  It makes me feel optimistic about the future of my favorite show.

All of time and space.
Everywhere and anywhere.
Every star that ever was.
Where do you want to start?

I’ll be heading to the Doctor Who convention by LAX this weekend “Gallifrey One” and will be in costume as this guy.  When I first decided this I did it to switch up from being the Fifth Doctor all the time.  I’ve been Five for the last two years, plus Peter Davison (the actor who PLAYED Five) is going to be at Gallifrey next year so I’ll definitely have to be him then so a break seemed like a good idea to break up the monotony.

Plus Five’s sweater makes me look fat (even more than my gut does!).

But now – without even seeing the first episode – I’m excited about the direction of the show!

If you’re at the con say howdy!

I would totally never ever do this… unless I would DEFINITELY get away with it:

Doctor in Distress!

Kev

I had recently discussed my disappointment in the casting of a 26 year old kid as the new face of Doctor Who.  I really want The Doctor to have some gravitas and I find that the idea of a babyface doesn’t really help that.  Then came the rumors of what his costume would be.  Many were reporting that the BBC were going to play up the youthful appearance of the good Doctor and he would be wearing a hoodie and a t-shirt.  I was pretty much banging my head against the wall.  I was greatly concerned that they were marketing directly to the 12 year olds.

Let’s have a look at the past, shall we?

William Hartnell as The First Doctor (the original, you might say).

William Hartnell as The First Doctor (the original, you might say).

The First Doctor:  Whaddya’ gonna’ do?  He’s an old man.  He dresses like it.  Fine by me.

Patrick Troughton as the Second Doctor

Patrick Troughton as the Second Doctor

The Second Doctor:  This fits his persona as a “cosmic hobo”.  Solid idea for this character.

Jon Pertwee as the Third Doctor

Jon Pertwee as the Third Doctor

The Third Doctor: This took a fun turn!  From the “cosmic hobo” to frilly shirts and a cape!  Pertwee truly defined dashing in his tenure.

Tom Baker as the Fourth Doctor

Tom Baker as the Fourth Doctor

The Fourth Doctor: This is what most non-fans think of when they hear “Doctor Who”.  “That crazy guy with the scarf” and sometimes a mention of a robot dog (K-9).  Iconic.

Peter Davison as the Fifth Doctor

Peter Davison as the Fifth Doctor

The Fifth Doctor (my favorite!): This costume would be perfect if it wasn’t for the silly striped pants and the goofy stick of celery on his lapel.  That celery is being weird for the sake of being weird.  I do have that sweater, however.

Colin Baker as the Sixth Doctor

Colin Baker as the Sixth Doctor

The Sixth Doctor: We don’t talk about the Sixth Doctor’s costume.

It’s really a shame – especially considering that Colin wanted a costume more like what turned out to be the Ninth Doctor’s.

Sylvester McCoy as the Seventh Doctor

Sylvester McCoy as the Seventh Doctor

The Seventh Doctor: I’m going to say something that is going to piss off a lot of Doctor Who fans.  I don’t hate the question marks.  I don’t know, I just thought it was fun!  It was a bitch, though, drawing red question marks all over my sweater.

Paul McGann as the Eighth Doctor

Paul McGann as the Eighth Doctor

The Eighth Doctor: This seems like a throwback to the era of the First and Second Doctors.  Classy.  I like it.

Christopher Eccleston as the Ninth Doctor

Christopher Eccleston as the Ninth Doctor

The Ninth Doctor: This costume frustrated a lot of fans in the respect that it’s not really a costume.  A sweater (different sweaters with different colors – the first time that The Doctor regularly alternated his outfit), a leather jacket, some dark pants and boots.  Sometimes we like The Doctor to have a bit of flash, but I believe this costume is just what Doctor Who needed at the time of the show’s resurgence.

David Tennant as the Tenth Doctor

David Tennant as the Tenth Doctor

The Tenth Doctor: Ah, David, I’m going to miss you, pal.  You are a heckuvan actor and play The Doctor with passion.  The costume is fun – somewhat timeless.  David suggested putting his personal Converse shoes on with the pinstripe suit was a nice touch.

And now…I was bracing for a friggin’ Russell Brand impersonator…a hoodie…a t-shirt… and here is the Eleventh Doctor:

Karen Gillan as Amy Pond, and Matt Smith as the Eleventh Doctor

Karen Gillan as Amy Pond, and Matt Smith as the Eleventh Doctor

TARDIS, Companion, and The Doctor

TARDIS, Companion, and The Doctor

I freaking love it!  You see, Steven Moffat is smart.  You’ve got this young kid as a 900 year old Time Lord.  How do you give us the impression that he has an old soul?  Dress him like an old school teacher!  Plus – the TARDIS has had a bit of an overhaul as well.  Bigger, bluer and they brought back the St. John Ambulance badge to the right door, not seen since the 1960’s.

After months of nervousness about the direction of my beloved show, I have been re-energized with excitement!

Thank you, Steven Moffat!

Kev