Several months ago, my friend Ashley (from back in my Utah days) asked if I would be interested in going with her to Salt Lake Comic Con in September.
She also invited our other friends Emily and Dustin and they were like, “Why not??” even though they are pretty much the least geeky people you could ever meet.
So tickets were bought and arrangements were made and off I went.
The night before I was leaving for the drive up to Salt Lake City, I was hanging out at Chris’s house. The kids were in bed and we were just talking.
Chris: You’re leaving me.
Me: I’m not leaving you. I’m just leaving.
Chris: You’re leaving me.
Me: Okay, you’re right. I’m leaving you for the OTHER Chris Evans.
Chris: Yeah, I’d leave me for him too.
And so, on Thursday, I left Chris Evans for Salt Lake City and the hopes of meeting the other Chris Evans. The Captain America Chris Evans. And I was so excited.
My friend Kelli lives in St. George, which is awesome because it totally splits up the drive to SLC. If you ever plan on driving from Southern California to Northern Utah, I highly recommend getting a friend in St. George. But you can’t have Kelli because she’s MINE.
Anyway, I rolled into Salt Lake bright and early on Friday morning, ready for a day of panels and photos and generally geeky awesomeness. Dustin had to work that day, so it was just us girls and we went on down to the Salt Palace to see as much as we could possibly see.
Our first stop was to Sean Astin’s panel in the Grand Ballroom. We arrived about 45 minutes before it was set to start and went looking for the line to get in. Except that there was no line to get in. The doors were just standing wide open and anyone could just waltz in any time they wanted.
What?? This was Mikey! Rudy! Samwise Gamgee! How could there not be a line wrapped around the place as people waited for a seat?
We concluded that a lot of people were still at work.
But we went in and grabbed our seats and waited and then the panel started and it was great and he’s just so delightful and my only complaint, really, was that the panel wasn’t long enough. But, oh well. That’s just how it goes.
From there, we headed over to the Photo Ops area because Ashley had booked a photo with Manu Bennett from Arrow. So we waited with the crowd for our photo and when it was finally our turn he was super nice, smelled AMAZING and had incredibly soft hands.
Next, we hung out for a bit, wandered around some of the vendor stalls, and then went back to get in line for a photo op with Robbie Amell from The Flash. He was also very nice, although he didn’t smell as amazing, and I didn’t notice whether his hands were soft or not.
After that, Ashley wanted to get her photos signed, so we went over to Manu Bennett’s line, which wasn’t super long, thankfully. We waited a long time, though, while he signed some original artwork that someone had created. And then when it was Ashley’s turn, he made us wait while he finished Instagramming it. Considering how much she’d just paid for the autograph, I thought that wasn’t exactly polite, but whatever.
So when he finally turned his attention to us, I said, “The three of us are DYING to know something.” He said, “Sure!” And I said, “You have incredibly soft hands. What kind of moisturizer do you use?”
I don’t think he loved that question because he said he has never used moisturizer and needs to get outside and throw some bricks around or something to toughen them up. But I don’t think he should because whoa.
Anyways, so after we left his line, we got in line for Robbie Amell’s autograph and that went much more quickly, and then Ashley died happy.
Oh! And I got to sit in the Bat Mobile!
By that point, we were all really tired and getting pretty hungry and decided to head back to Dustin and Emily’s house to collect Dustin and go to dinner. We headed back to our old stomping grounds in Ogden, which is where we all lived when we first met, so it was a little trip down memory lane.
During dinner, Ashley got a couple of emails regarding the Chris Evans panel that was scheduled for 10am on Saturday. Due to overwhelming demand, they decided to make entrance to his panel based on a lottery system and you had to register your wristbands to hope to get in. Well, two of our four numbers were drawn, so Ashley and I went to the panel. We had to be there at 8am. Sooooo early…..
So we got there at about 7:15, found our line and waited. And waited. And waited some more. And then they let us in and we waited a lot more.
There was an obnoxious guy seated behind us that kept complaining about how stupid it was that his whole family got assigned different entry times for the panel and he had to try to discreetly save seats since that wasn’t technically allowed. The guy next to him was like, “Oh, your whole family has different entry times? Yeah, that sucks. My whole family didn’t get in at all.” And I was thinking, yeah, our group got split in half too, you ungrateful jerk.
But I didn’t say anything because he was very large and intimidating.
People kept saying, “When’s Chris Evans gonna get here?” “Where’s Chris Evans?”
I was joking with Ashley that he was sitting at home and I’d been texting him all morning.
Those jokes never get old.
So 10am came and went. And they didn’t start and didn’t start and didn’t start. And we knew that Chris Evans was going to have to leave around 11 to go start photos, which we knew because our line up time was scheduled for 11:30.
At 10:25, the guy running the thing finally came out and said that Evans was going to be out in a minute and that he was just finishing up talking to some Make-A-Wish kids. I mean, really, how can you be mad about that?
So we weren’t mad anymore. We just thought that was really sweet.
At 10:30 it finally started and he just came across as a really nice guy. He started out by saying that he wasn’t sure how the rumor had gotten out, but that people had been warned not to hug him. Then he opened a big can of worms by saying, “You can hug me! It’s okay!” I don’t know how many hugs he got that day, but I’m sure it was in the thousands.
They jumped right to the audience Q&A and got through a few questions, and then Anthony Mackie (Falcon in Captain America: The Winter Soldier) showed up and they joked around a bit and then Hayley Atwell (bka Agent Peggy Carter) crashed the party and then it was suddenly time for Chris to leave and we had to leave too, because we were meeting Dustin and Emily.
And then we went and stood in line for EVER for our, seriously, 5 seconds of Chris Evans-ness.
But he was sweet in those 5 seconds. I just wish it could have been 10 seconds because I REALLY wanted to ask him about the end of Snowpiercer, which Chris and I had watched a night or two before I left. Sadly, there was no time.
So off we went in search of sustenance down the street at the Cheesecake Factory. None of us had realized how tired and sore our feet and legs were until we were done eating and had to stand up again to walk back to the convention center. Ugh.
We had one more photo op scheduled with John Barrowman. That line was long too, but as we were waiting, a volunteer came down the line and told everyone that there are basically only two rules for photos with John Barrowman. No touching/kissing his face and no jumping on his back. Otherwise, everything below the neck is FINE.
Wow. SO many possibilities.
And we thought and thought about what to do and finally settled on this:
There are no words for how much I love this picture.
After we were done, Ashley wanted him to sign it, so while she was in line for his autograph, Dustin, Emily and I went back over to the Grand Ballroom to wait for his panel, which started at 6. It was right around 5 when we got there and the guys from RiffTrax were on, but they didn’t stop us from going in, so we went and grabbed some seats.
The RiffTrax panel was actually pretty good, especially considering that I have very little experience with RiffTrax or MST3K. But it’s always fun for me to listen to people talk about their work, especially when it’s something they’re passionate about. And so I enjoyed it.
As soon as it was over, though, we decided to move forward to grab better seats for Barrowman. And I’m so glad we did because his panel was AMAZING.
He had no moderator.
He started out with a hilarious farting story. I mean, come on! That’s just awesome! And he sang and then he did audience Q&A and he was fantastic. Easily the best of the four panels I got to see, easily one of the most audience-friendly celebrities I’ve seen at anything ever. I totally want to go find his house in Palm Springs and become his new BFF.
So that was my experience at Salt Lake Comic Con 2015. I’m sorry I couldn’t take you all with me!