extravaganza
once more, with pants!
this past weekend, i got to do something i hadn’t done in AGES.
i went to a buffy singalong!!
see, back in the glory days, henri hosted buffy singalongs all of the time, and we yelled at dawn and sighed when buffy and spike kissed and danced crazy with anya and xander and, yeah, basically geeked out to the megamax. but then fox decided to be a big party pooper and shut all of the buffy shows down, so i haven’t been to one in a while.
you may be wondering why, given fox’s past actions, this singalong was allowed to happen, and i think it was because it was for… a charity? or something? y’all i don’t sweat the details, i just show up and ENJOY.
the singalong was held in houston at discovery green park, which is really pretty and hip and i’m kind of jealous cos the whole time i lived there, it was just, like, a big parking lot. but now that i’m gone? green space! public art! tiny sailboats!
therefore, i take comfort in the fact that the george r. brown convention center is still a totally fugly cruise ship monstrosity.
as you can see, the hill was COVERED with fellow minded buffy geeks, although i only saw two capes and one dude dressed up as spike. it’s nice to know that, given time, us nerds can blend in with the “normal” people.
here’s the stage (pretty, right?) with the screen next to it:
the screen wasn’t really up to alamo standards, but whatevs. i was too busy eating a quesadilla and loving on my favorite houstonians to really care. cos look at all of this pants world representation!!!
meredith & erica (matt was there too, of course):
ray & juliet!
my fellow FYAer, erin, who always knows how to stay classy:
(sorry for the red eye, erin. i try to use my red eye reduction flash but then when i warn people that it will flash twice they make fun of me so i stopped using it and GREAT. THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR BOWING DOWN TO PEER PRESSURE).
plus bianca and aaron, who also drove down from austin for the show:
not only was i excited to spend time with the houston gang, i was also super duper excited to see amber benson again!! we met last year, and after hanging out for the day, i realized that i like her SO MUCH MORE THAN TARA. like, a billion times more to infinity, plus one.
henri hosted the show, and of course he did a bang-up job while wearing his fancy pants jacket and gold high tops. given the outdoor festival-ness of the night, it kind of felt like the show should’ve been called: HENRI AND AMBER!! LIVE!! IN CONCERT!!! 2009!! WORLD TOUR!!!
yeah, i would buy the t-shirt.
(mucho pants to heather leah kennedy for this photo)
the show began with probably the most terrifying episode from the entire series, “hush,” featuring these really scary bald dudes that smile a lot. rather than illustrating with a real picture from the show, i’ve chosen to go with the mandy j. “apocalypse, wow!” party version:
(and yes, that’s meredith as evil willow)
i know, right? HEEBIE JEEBIES!!! ray and meredith agree:
following “hush,” henri asked amber to do a little bit of buffyeoke, a tradition he started in the early days of the singalong. basically, two people stand on stage and act out/say the lines from the scene after angel gets his soul back and decided to be a Super Jerkhead to buffy, who is feeling v. vulnerable and sad and DANG it’s killer. it’s also v. v. hilarious when amber and a buffy fan reenact it.
(mucho pants to heather leah kennedy for this photo, too!)
afterwards, amber told henri that she’d NEVER WATCHED THAT SCENE BEFORE!! i know that’s actually not crazy cos she wasn’t on the show yet and it’s not like she needed to watch all of the episodes but, you know, IT’S CRAZY!!!
finally, it was time for the singalong to begin! yay!! amber came and sat with us, which was cool except then i felt kind of weird about, um, singing, esp. during her songs. that is, until henri gave her the mike and she sang “under your spell” along with the show WHAT WHAT!!!!!! y’all it was SO META!!!
then amber asked me to sing with her, which is nice but, um no. i don’t sing v. well, and i didn’t want a hillside full of buffy fans jumping me in the parking lot later with fake fangs and a crossbow. so i made henri sing with her instead! hurrah!
it was such a delightful evening, and when the show ended, we went to (WHERE ELSE?!!) warren’s!!! aww look at this bunch of nerds, radiating buffy love!!!
since houston pantsers are such professionals, they managed to snag the gazebo, which is where the people who like to pretend that they’re VIP (us) sit.
sometimes (ok, all of the time) i wish i could install a secret tunnel between mugshots and warrens, and people could shoot through it like those pressure pipe things at the bank, and then on any night of the week, we could all hang out at and drink cheaply and pants it up together!
cos after every visit to warren’s, i just miss h-town people more. even when they decide that a pair of plastic fangs is the most hilarious thing ever…
and continuously harass people, including a certain beloved fiancee…
… and, ok, actually, ray? you’re right. those fangs WERE hilarious.
and on that note, i will say, once more, with feeling: I LOVE YOU GUYS!
y’all are like, my own personal scooby gang. minus the whole hellmouth thing.
LINKS
i didn’t want the emmys, but i can say with full confidence that this dr. horrible appearance was by far the best thing that happened at the ceremony. and maybe even ever.
you guys know how i linked to aerogel the other day? they use it on mad men!! FOR THEIR HAIR. i am not kidding.
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Watching OMWF with Amber Benson sitting over my shoulder was a little weird, to be honest. Cause usually when I watch that episode, my external dialogue goes something like this: “why is Tara wearing a Ren Fest dress? No, seriously? Why. Also why is she keeping it on while she and Willow have sex? What kind of puritanical BS is this? WHAT IS WITH THE DRESS?”
It just really bothers me. I can’t help it. But I felt like I probably couldn’t say that. Also cause some of those Buffy fans might cut me. I know how violent they can get.
But FINALLY going to a buffy singalong, and in such classy, awesome company, was so much fun whee!!! I definitely approve of this “More Sarah and Erica, More Of The Time” trend of the last few weeks.
Also because I tease you about the “flashing twice” thing, I will humbly accept my red eyes photo. Or maybe they’re contacts, cause I’m JUST THAT HARD CORE.
Yay, it was fun! As Matt and I are pre-nuptially abstaining from alcohol, it was kind of weird to be at the Buffy sing-along and not drink, since that’s how I (usually) do, but afterwards I was all giggly and hyper and I told Matt, “I’m drunk on Buffy!” Or, really, on Spike and Giles. Singing. To me.
NPH did an awesome job as host. He even mentioned Superman 4 while introducing Jon Cryer.