Thursday, September 07, 2006
Happy Firthiversary! To you! And you, and you, and you!
So this one time? Jessi and I met Colin Firth. Three years ago today, to be exact. (Not, you know, that I’ve kept track or anything.) (*ahem*) Anyway! In celebration of this, our third Firthiversary, I present to you: A Timeline With Visual Aides!

2001: Jessi and Heather rent Bridget Jones’ Diary. Pretty much think it’s, like, the best movie ever. Jessi falls madly in love with Colin Firth. Heather thinks he’s all right; doesn’t really see what all the fuss is about.

Best. Movie. Ever.

Late 2001: Jessi still talking about Colin Firth. Heather still all, “Meh.”

2002: Bored and finding nothing in the “New Releases” section at Blockbuster to interest her, Heather decides to rent Bridget again. Sun, moon, stars align and she finally understands the wonder that is Colin Firth. He = perfect man.


2002 – 2003: Jessi and Heather make up for lost time and dedicate themselves to all things Firth. Heather watches Pride and Prejudice. Now more in love than ever before. Wants to marry Mr. Darcy and have lots of little Darcy babies. Jessi makes it through half of Pride and Prejudice. For reasons that Heather will NEVER EVER understand, Jessi refuses to watch last three hours of movie. The hell?

Now who wouldn't want to stare at this for an entire six-hour BBC miniseries? That's just crazy talk, I tell you.

April (or May?) (Maybe June?) 2003: Heather reads Girl With a Pearl Earring by Tracy Chevalier. Enjoys immensely. (Stick with me here. I’ll tie this back in eventually).

Good book!

August 2003: Heather reads article about Toronto Film Festival. Thinks to self: “Sounds like fun!” Emails Jessi to see if she’d be up for a road trip. Jessi? Is totally up for a road trip.

September 5, 2003: ROAD TRIP, BABY!!

September 6, 2003: Arrive in Canada. (Eh?) And do you know who else is going to be in Canada? At the Toronto Film Festival? Premiering his latest film, an adaptation of Girl With a Pearl Earring? (See, told you I’d come back to that). Why, none other than Colin Firth, hisveryownself! (I will neither confirm nor deny whether we knew this before deciding to go to Toronto. You may speculate at will).

Good movie!

Morning – Afternoon, September 7, 2003: Several loooooooooong, tedious hours spent scouting out, claiming, and saving our space directly in front of the red carpet (RED CARPET! OMG!) where Colin Firth will be arriving later that evening. Amused ourselves by playing rousing game of "What Do You Think Colin Firth is Doing Right Now?" Also killed some time hanging out with some other sorta famous people.

like this joker

9:00 p.m. September 7, 2003: DUDE, WHERE IS HE?? Scarlett Johansson has already walked past and ignored us all. (And this was before she became really famous). Literally everyone else has arrived. Where is Colin???

9:10 p.m., September 7, 2003: HE’S HERE!!

Being welcomed by the Bald Greeter Gentleman

And he’s hot! So very hot.

Standing right in front of me, and looking deadly serious. And also, deadly hot.

He’s signing autographs. Eeeeeeek! Heather’s going to be next!

Sadly, the only photographic evidence I have of our encounter with Colin. A crappy screenshot from some BBC show I never saw. That's Jessi on the left, me on the right (apparently about to get elbowed in the jaw).

But he’s…..stopping? And turning around to walk into the theater?? WHAT??? But he hasn’t signed our books yet!

Come back!!!

Jessi, in moment of sheer desperation, literally pleads with him to come back, shouting out, in the most pitiful, plaintive wail ever: “Colin, PLEEEEAAAAASE!?!?!?” Colin turns around, shrugs his shoulders as if to say “Oh, bloody hell…might as well” and comes back to sign our books.


But….Heather has no pen! Heather is MORON. Colin looks at Heather as if thinking “What am I supposed to sign this in? My own blood?” (Heather: "Yes, that would be delightful!") Very kind lady standing next to Heather loans her pen. Crisis averted! Book signed! Jessi’s program signed!

Colin looking bemused at idiots lacking pens. And maybe also a little bit irritated? Or is that just my imagination?

Heather and Jessi = Very Happy Campers! With autographs! However, Very Happy Campers withOUT tickets to actually go inside and watch the movie. Oh well. No matter. Got to meet Colin. All is right with the world.

(If my scanner were hooked up right now -- which it is not -- for I am lazy -- this is where the scanned image of my Colin Firth autograph would go. For now, just visualize it in your minds). (Thank you).

And that, dear Internet friends, is the story of how Jessi and I met Colin Firth. Stay tuned for more exciting tales of our celebrity stalking adventures!!

(Well, ok, not really. Colin's pretty much the only one. But I'm sure we'll come up with some other mildly entertaining stories for you. Eventually...)


Blogger Tucker said...

Nice story, I think I have seen the scrapbook or photo albums containing Jessi's various photos and souveneers from this trip. Well done on a very first blog entry. I have replaced the old link on my site with a new one leading to this site!

Anonymous kris said...

Delightful first entry! As are you - one entirely delightful individual! Of course, I'm your mom so I might be a wee bit prejudiced in your favor!

Anonymous MSM said...

I want to know why Jessi didn't want to watch the end of Pride & Prejudice - great movie.

Blogger Jessi said...

In my defense, I have a VERY SHORT attention span. The idea of watching the miniseries as it aired, one hour at a time over a series of weeks, might be the best option. Is it really that important? :)

Blogger Frema said...

"Colin, PLEEEEEEEEEAAASE!" made me laugh out loud. Yes, this man is a hottie. Loved him with Bridget but never saw any of his other movies. I adore Pride and Prejudice (the book), though.

Anonymous jill said...

outstanding inaugural posting! ahhhh, mr. darcy. he's also v. good in 'fever pitch': not the horrible movie with jimmy fallon and drew barrymore, but a british version of the nick hornby novel. sorry, nerdy anglophile comment :)

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