damn, i hate this shit. it's like work. anyway, i need to get the dallas convention recap off my back.

THURS

Woke up with a huge hangover. I realized I had lost my attache case that I stupidly brought with me during the pub crawl. All my resume shit was in there. Damn. I was supposed to go register then hit up the job fair but since I didn't have any resumes or writing clips I decided I would rather watch "The Truth About Cats and Dogs" on hotel HBO. It was ok. At 5 p.m. I finally mustered up enough energy to go to the Fairmont. I called up SB and he came down and I told him about my lost bag. He was super cool and helped me out immensely, asking his many contacts within AAJA about shit. Then he asked me if I wanted to go to dinner with him and Lloyd LaCuesta, South Bay bureau chief for KTVU in San Francisco. I accepted. dinner was good, that is if you like Asian fusion Texas style.

Later, we hit up the screening of the Justin Lin vehicle "Better Luck Tomorrow." It was damn good and I hope Asian Americans get behind this one, instead of the usual hating they do of everything with Asian Americans in it. After the screening there was a Q&A session with the director, and most of the cast members. The first question asked was by this woman, a newscaster from San Diego. She questioned the director for sending the wrong image to young teenagers with the film's bleak ending. She was basically scolding the director. Lin, who has heard this shit hundreds of times, tried to be polite but she was being very ornery. You could cut the tension in the room with a boxcutter. The lady just kept going on and on and on and when she was finally like, "Okay, I just have one more thing to say because I know you people hate me..." and right after that everyone was like "Yeah!" or "Yes, we do!" then i threw in a "You suck!" but it was only at a conversational level and I don't think many people heard me. Some other things were discussed and that was that.

Afterwards, I asked SB what he thought and he was like, "I really liked Han." I agreed that Sung Kang was a fine actor and possessed a commanding presence onscreen. So we made our way to the front of the theater and SB told Kang how much he liked his work, etc, and how great he was and i interjected with a "dude, you should ask him out." and Kang simply gave me a funny look as if to say, "Did i just hear that?"

As we left the theater, Kang was all SB could talk about. While we were smoking a cigarette outside, he was babbling like a schoolgirl. In fact, I told him that. He agreed. Then he was like, "Should I get his autograph?" I could tell he was enamored with Kang so I stopped ridiculing him. He was genuinely nervous about it so I calmly led the way back into the theater so he could get an autograph. The cast was still talking to admirers and taking pictures with conventioneers.

Eventuallly, SB started up a conversation with Sung and later took a picture with him. Then we left. And that was that. Or was it?