I always think I'm like the biggest fan ever of, well, everything. Romance novels, soap operas, Garth Brooks, chocolate, Buffy, you name it.
And then every so often, I learn that I'm totally unworthy of calling myself a true fan. That's when I find myself surrounded by truer fans. That's:
- avid romance readers at the Romance Writers of America annual literacy booksigning.
- soap fans at Super Soap Weekend in Orlando.
- country music fans at Garth Brooks' Central Park show.
- chocoholics at the NY Chocolate Show every year.
- Buffy fans at a NYC singalong screening of "Once More, with Feeling."
And for some reason, I'm always surprised. Always.
So, really, when I showed up at the superawesome and fun Star Trek Experience at the Hilton, Las Vegas, I shouldn't have been so surprised. I'm a fan, don't get me wrong - I can tell the difference between all the Enterprises, the shows, and the captains. Sometimes, I can even remember episode titles. And I've seen all of TNG, multiple times. C'mon, that has to earn me some points.
Yeah, I know.
That's why I kept my novice mouth shut during the entire time I was there.
1 comment:
How is it possible that I've been to Vegas twice and never did the Star Trek experience???
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