Goonies Never Charge
Thursday, September 29th, 2016
Well that’s just not true, but thankfully in this case it was. Wizard World events can be maddening sometimes because when they offer pricey photo ops, you never really know going into it whether you can get around said professional photo ops and just snap a picture at the table for a lesser fee. Sometimes you can, sometimes you can’t. I definitely wanted a photo with Sean Astin, no question. He’s the son of Patty Duke, and adopted son John Astin, ‘possibly’ the real son of Desi Arnaz Jr., but most likely a third guy altogether as evidence by a genetics test. But really all of that is just interesting; Sean on his own did some pretty remarkable acting on his own over the years. Read the rest of this entry »
I must say, I never thought it would happen. Up until recent days, it seemed that Mike Nesmith was by far the most elusive of the Monkees. Although he had returned to playing live with the band now and then after Davy Jones’ death, and I had known that people had gotten backstage to meet them, I didn’t foresee myself shelling out those kind of big bucks, much less even attending a concert. Then when I heard that he had been announced for the Spring 2015 Chiller Theatre show that I normally attend, I sort of hit the roof. And not in the good way. I had already committed to being at Disney World that week and had already accepted the fact of missing the show, and missing a smattering of celebs I wanted to meet, chief among them Michael Nesmith. 
My cousin Chris and I watched the move The Boondock Saints around Christmas of 2009, but it didn’t stick with me enough to ever be too thrilled about the celebrity shows that had reunions of the film, usually including Norman Reedus, 
Wrestling manager Jim Cornette and I did a remarkable job of missing each other. It seemed his career swirled and slithered around my interest in wrestling, but we never stopped at the same place. While I was watching Georgia Championship Wrestling and early World Championship Wrestling in the early 1980’s, he was working in Mid-South Wrestling. My interests had mostly moved on by the time he arrived in the WCW. Then in the late 90’s whem my interest re-blossomed during the WCW/nWo era, he was working the WWF. It wasn’t his fault and it wasn’t my fault. It’s just the way it was. 
You can’t get through life with as wacked-out of a sense of humor as mine without seeing and laughing at the occasional Monty Python film. So while meeting Terry Jones was not the sole reason that I went all the way to Detroit, Michigan for the Motor City Comic Con on May 14, 2016, his presence there certainly sweetened the pot.