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Preliminary Star Trek 40th Anniversary pictures are up on the flickr account. These are the ones from the digital, my film has yet to be developed.

I didn't get many photos from the last day, Sunday, because I spent most of out in the car, alternately crying and sleeping. I had sort of a little meltdown triggered by something really stupid.

StarWarsGuy had asked me to take a picture of Suze Plakson. She played a Vulcan doctor, Worf's....wife? did they actually get married? Well anyway, she was Alexander's mother. And once the wife of Q. She was sitting at one of those tables outside the main room, you know, the smaller stars have pictures for sale and if you buy one you can take a picture of yourself with them for free? But we couldn't afford to buy anything else. The tickets were bought back in March when I actually had money. We were lucky we'd had money for gas. I was also losing two days pay to be here. But he asked me to try to get a photo of her while she was signing autographs. I didn't really want to try it; I didn't want to get in trouble. But I very discreetly snapped a shot. I was very far away, at least twenty feet. I didn't get up in her face. I didn't yell to try to get her to look or smile or anything. And there were other flashes going off, lots of people were getting shots of each others costumes there. So I thought one discreet shot wouldn't be noticed.

Instantly some guy materializes by my side and whispers...and really he was perfectly polite about it...that they (meaning the stars) would prefer if you bought a picture, then they would pose for a shot with you. He wasn't really the least bit mean and he was just doing his job but I felt like I'd been stabbed. Really, I got a tearing pain just above my stomach, as if he'd yelled at me. I was so embarrassed, now I'm "that person," the rude ones I can't stand who think the rules don't apply to them and just act like jerks. I hate those people. I answered, "fine of course," and walked off but I started tearing up almost immeadiately. StarWarsGuy asked what was wrong and when I told him what happened he said, "oh forget about it. We got the picture. At least they didn't take the film, sometimes they do."

Wrong. Thing. To say. I know I was overreacting but I WAS attempting to control it. Having it brushed aside as nothing and then having to stand there, while the Con guy who'd said it was right across the room...I just couldn't stay. I went out to the car and stayed there until everything was over. So I missed getting John De Lancie and Connor Trinneer's signatures. But I could not go back in, I just couldn't. If I'd tried it would have been ten times worse when I finally did leave. The meltdown I mean.

But de Lancie and Trinneer will be around for quite awhile. Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner may not be. I DID get their autograph, on Saturday. William Shatner looked right at me and SMILED!!! I was so rediculously geek-blissed out. I felt like I was five years old again, noon on Saturday, channel 41 with my Daddy, watching Captain Kirk save the universe...or at least the pretty lady. Sigh.

September 8, 1966. The day the world shifted.