I'm So Glad That Comic Con is Doing Well, But People Need to Get the Heck Out of My Way

Korrin and I went to Salt Lake Comic Con on Saturday, and HOLY CRUD was there a lot of people.

And, as all of you know, I do not do well with people.

At all.

Ever.

And there were a LOT of people there.

When we first got onto the floor, I turned to Korrin and hissed "THERE ARE TOO MANY PEOPLE" in her ear. Thankfully, she agreed.

Later, we found out that the building had reached mass capacity and that the fire marshal shut the building down a couple of times and wouldn't let anybody else in.

The con sold out of tickets TWO HOURS after they opened.

The master himself, Stan Lee, called Salt Lake Comic Con "the greatest Comic Con in the world."

Take THAT, SDCC!

Anyways, the entire experience was a blast (other than people, but WHAT ARE YA GONNA DO).

I went over budget by about $10, but it was totally worth it. TOTALLY worth it.

And Korrin even got to see Alan Tudyk as we walked by his booth. She freaked out a little and then marveled that his head was bigger than she expected it to be.

I also caught her inspecting a man's kilt to see if he was wearing it the traditional way.

(He wasn't.

In case you were wondering.

Korrin noticed.)

We dressed up as hipsters while sporting our Hogwarts house colors. Nobody really caught on to what we were doing, but it didn't matter. We felt awesome anyways. It was even greater when we hopped on Trax and sat near some actual real live hipsters. One of them was even wearing skinny jeans that matched mine.

And speaking of trains, there was a mighty fine Capsicle riding back on the train with us. We were very sly, though, only occasionally turning around to look and then immediately whipping back around to giggle at each other following the staring. It was obviously very secretive and nobody knew that we were ogling some boy.

We have standards.

But yeah. Comic Con. 10/10 would recommend.

~Kylie

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I'm Packing Up and Moving to Broadway to Live in the Basement of the Theatres Like Erik Does

And, much like Erik, I shall also be speaking in the third person.

Kylie likes speaking in the third person.

Kylie thinks she will make a spectacular theatre ghost, just like Erik, except with less murder and more unholy wailing every time she sees a spider.

Perhaps she won't make a spectacular ghost...

Anyways

I have been tweeted at TWICE by Broadway.

TWICE.

They lahve-a me. Lahve-a me, lahve-a me, lahve-a me.

The first time was completely unintentional. I was just watching So You Think You Can Dance, and I got super excited by the new "prize" they are giving/possibly just gave away.

So I tweeted about it.

It floored me when I saw the response. I had purposely avoided tagging anything because... well... I'm antisocial and shy and don't like to be noticed unless I decide to be noticed and then I will be obnoxious until everyone pays attention to me. But there it was. They even retweeted it and showed it to all of THEIR followers!

I couldn't believe my luck.

Some people wish to have their favorite pop star notice them. Me? I get excited when Broadway notices me.

And now, we have today.

After the absolutely INCREDIBLE number performed at the Tony Awards, I had to look up "A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder." The Tony it won for Best Musical didn't help, either.

I cannot describe to you how happy I was to discover that you could listen to the entire album on YouTube. For the past week, my computer has been spouting this music over and over and over again and, I'm sure, it's ready to die along with the rest of the D'Ysquith clan.

So what else could I do but turn to Twitter to confess how much I loved it?

Well

After this, Kylie has had no choice but to conclude that the Broadway stage is calling to her and requesting her presence.

~Kylie



(PLEASE NOTE: No, I will not give you my Twitter handle. Sorry. I am a SUPER obnoxious Twitterer, so really I'm saving you from the pain of seeing it.)