Aw hell, I took Nathan Fillion's chair...



Thursday night was glorious. I mean, really.

I know there are those of you who have never seen, or perhaps even heard of Firefly, or Serenity... And actually I'm a little ashamed I haven't been better about spreading the word, which says something about the level of insanity with which I love this story... And really, it is a fantastic story. (That dim cacophony you can make out in the distance is, in point of fact, millions of fans around the world yelling gleeful agreement.)

Anyway, those of you who don't know and love this story, (yes those go hand in hand - I don't know a single person who's seen Firefly and not loved it) you guys will just have to humor us in our excitement. Actually there are those of you who do know and love Firefly *coughScottcough* who are humoring us. We're big with the excitement.

But bear with us here. Our all-time favorite television series has been resurrected from cancellation into a movie. We've followed the entire saga of its rebirth. We kept our heads from exploding when the release date for the movie got pushed back from May to September. We've shown the series to everyone we could get to sit still long enough. We've joined just about every fan group, website and forum we could find. We've bought multiple copies of the series DVDs and passed them out (hey, Mom, guess what one of the things in your goodie box is?).

And then we couldn't get tickets for the ohmigawd special early screening on May 5th.

Talk about bummed.

But then! The first one went so well! And Universal! Blessed, beautiful Universal decided to do it again! In twice the number of cities! And the tickets sold out! Again! In, like, no time! Again!

Karen saw the "sold out" sign come up when she refreshed the "not on sale yet" page for the, like, millionth time. She got up from her desk, walked out of her office, and went to the theater.

And she got us tickets.

I kept those tickets clipped to the first page of my journal. I checked on them every day. I still can't believe that we got to see Serenity. Four months early. And we made it a Date. Which is nice. And K used her wheelchair....

Now, I don't know if you guys have noticed, but Karen's disease comes with a lot of crap.

And I do mean a lot of crap.

So anyone who thinks they may want to get all fussy about her using her wheelchair to avoid having to stand for hours in line or having to sit in a movie theater chair that hurts her, why don't you come on over here so I can reach you to beat you to death with said wheelchair, okay?

Thanks. Moving on.

When we got in the theater (and yeah, I'm repeating things K said, but oh well), the handicapped section was filled with 'reserved' seats, so we tried to make do elsewhere, but it just was not working. The people organizing the event were gracious enough to let us rearrange their seating a bit, and we gratefully eased into the nook designed for us.

And then Nathan appeared. (I sweartogawd, he just materialized. I have no idea where he came from. It was surreal.) And he's funny and has an amazing presence... He's very... centered. And charming. And a flirt. (He actually winked at me when I got our things signed at the very end of the evening. Who does that? And why did it have to be so damn cute??) And he's prettier in person.

(He's so rocketing to the top of our Ideal Donors list. You have no idea.) :)

And I was in his chair.

Oops.

But he wouldn't let me give it back to him (add chivalrous to his list of attributes), and he sat in one of the hard chairs next to Karen.

And so we ate popcorn and watched the Big Damn Movie with Nathan. We had movie night with Captain Mal. And afterwards there was a big Q&A session, and I actually thought of something intelligent to say that made everyone laugh, but I can't tell you what it was because it would give away too much... I hope they put at least part of the Q&A in the special features of the DVD, because there was a bunch of funny stuff and it kills me that K had to miss it to avoid the stampede....

You wanna know what the weirdest thing about the whole experience was?

... So, you know when you're really into a story... and you just want, more than anything, to reach through the screen and smack one of the characters, or shake them? Like in horror movies where you're all, "COME ON!! Don't Split UP!! You NEVER split up!!" But you're really not supposed to be yelling at a screen in a crowded theater so you bite your tongue? Well....

I cannot express to you how much more difficult it becomes to refrain when the actor is sitting right next to you!!

I kept having to sit on my hands so I wouldn't reach across Karen and snatch Nathan-freaking-Fillion up by the arm and yell at him.

It's bad form to accost the actors. I worked that out myself.
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