So it's like that for a little bit, and I do my true but usually unhelpful bit about how I didn't like certain things, and then Chuck comes over. She starts to explain to him who I am. "She doesn't like us," she tells him. She turns back to me. "He doesn't read anything online," she tells me. "He doesn't read any of it." "I don't," he agrees. "But it wouldn't bother me as much as it bothers her," he adds. "It doesn't bother me," she says. "I just know you don't like us. And it's okay! Really, it's okay. It's okay." Hmm. I nod, or something. There's a little bit of a pause. Chuck leans down a little bit toward me. "Well, I'm definitely going to have to go read it now," he says, which is a little bit funny. Millie tells me several more times throughout the course of the evening that she isn't mad at me, and that it's okay, really. Which is good, I guess. I would say that neither of us walked away with the impression that we would be likely to be friends, but we didn't spit on each other, either. It was okay. Really, it was okay! Hee.
Jon and Al have a guy with them who is shooting video. He comes over at one point and sits me down in a corner. "Just talk naturally," he says. "I'm just going to ask you some things, is that okay?" I agree to this, somewhat hesitantly. He asks me what I thought of Jon and Al. "I thought they were great," I say. "They were a lot of fun to watch, and they obviously had a lot of genuine affection for each other...they seemed really nice." From behind the camera, he says, "Did you think that with some of the other teams, their relationships weren't so genuine?" I stare into the camera. I make my "what kind of a question is that?" face. The tape rolls. "I thought they were really genuine," I repeat. I make another face. He turns off the camera and asks me if I want to go say hi to them. Obviously, I say yes, having missed them up to this point. We have a little trouble tracking them down, but when we do, they are just as you would expect. Gracious and smiling and right in the middle of entertaining the troops. I reportedly missed several episodes of nose-balancing, including Corona bottles. How did I miss the Corona bottles? Anyway, they tell me the story of having supportive forum postings read to them while they were on their way to New York to do The Early Show after they were Philiminated. Aww. ClownJon also hands me an autographed clown nose from a bag he's carrying. I thank him. "Hey, do you have kids?" he asks. I admit that I don't, but I look plaintive, so he gives me a spare one anyway. Yay!