Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Golden Globes

Portroids would like to recognize and congratulate the following portroided Golden Globe winners and nominees:

Ang Lee - Winner -Director


Nathan Lane - Nominee - Actor in Leading Role - Musical or Comedy


Kyra Sedgwick - Nominee - Actress in Leading Role - Drama Series


Jeremy Piven - Nominee - Actor in Supporting Role - Series, Mini-Series, or Television Movie





Thursday, January 05, 2006

December 10 and 11 on January 5

OK. I know you're upset. You feel neglected. Just because I posted my 200th blog entry on my other blog today, and rarely post here anymore. I get it. I'm sorry. To make it up to you, here is a late recount of something that happened almost a month ago. Does that make everything better? I hope so, because it is literally the least I can do.

Let's resume.

As previously discussed, I hoped to attain two portroid goal accomplishments on my recent New York trip. One was going to be Matthew Broderick (currently in The Odd Couple on Broadway). He would've fulfilled the "Someone who first achieved fame in the 80s" goal. That didn't happen. It was only a possibility, so my heart wasn't too destroyed. The second was almost a sure thing. "A cast member from the TV show Lost." This didn't happen. Sorry to bust your bubble. We saw a cast member from Lost, but no portroid was taken. You can find out more ... soon!

On December 10, I saw what appeared to be a fairly famous celebrity walking the streets. I convinced myself it wasn't him.

Later that night, we attended an Off-Broadway production of Dog Sees God. I truly loved this show. It is an unauthorized look at what the Peanuts gang might be like as teenagers. It was hilarious, and sad, and I don't know, a bunch of other emotions. Starring in the show were America Ferrera (portroid here!), Ari Graynor (yes, portroided!), Kelli Garner (of course I got her portroid, I'm awesome!), Logan Marshall-Green (from The OC, what? Portroid definitely!), Eddie Kaye Thomas (Polaroid portrait indeed!), Keith Nobbs (um, how did I miss him when he came out? Crud!), Eliza Dushku (she snuck out the side door and was not portroided. Farts!), and then came the ultimate devastating blow, Ian Somerhalder (Boone from Lost) also evaded stage door autograph seekers, and therefore I failed in achieving my goal. I felt like a failure. I don't take these things well. Fudgecrackers!

The next day (December 11), we had a touristy brunch at Tavern On The Green where I captured the portroid of the jolliest man to ever be portroided: Santa Claus!!

Later that day, I saw the exact man I saw the day before that I convinced myself was not a fairly famous celebrity. This time I wasn't as positive that it wasn't actually him, but I hesitated. Hesitation is death.

We went to a matinee of Doubt. I really liked it. That's my non-committal review. It got out earlier than other Broadway shows, so I thought I'd check out other stage doors for a last-ditch portroid attack. It would be a 45 minute minimum wait, and we had a plane to catch, so I gave it up. Oh well. I got a few good shots on this trip, and had a lot of fun, so it counted as a success. I thought I'd at least see if I could get portroids of the Doubt cast, but by the time we got back to the theater, it seemed as if everyone had already left. Oh well again.

While Erica was looking at the show reviews posted on the wall, I noticed someone exiting the stage door. My God, that man looks familiar. I knew who it was, with utmost certainty. I followed him a few steps down the street, but then gave up. I didn't want to be the guy who aggressively pursues people as they walk away. But then I remembered that I could fulfill another of my goals, one I thought would be difficult to achieve, if only I could get a portroid of this man. I went for it.

I walked up next to him and said, "Excuse me, are you Ian McDiarmid?" (I'm such a nerd, I knew his name). To which he replied "Yes, I am." I proceeded to compliment him on his work and asked if I could take a quick picture. He hesitated and then agreed, but only if we keep it quiet. He said we should pretend to be old friends and we walked off to the side of the nearly-deserted sidewalk. I took the portroid and asked him if he'd sign it. Again, hesitation, then conspiritory agreement. I thanked him and we went on our separate ways.

Another goal completed! Who would've thought that the man who played the Emperor in the Star Wars movies would be so gracious and kind? I did, that's who. And I'm glad I did.


P.S. Upon my return home, I discovered that the fairly famous celebrity I saw on two different days but doubted was really him was actually, in actuality, him. I saw a picture on the internet taken over that weekend of him in New York City looking exactly as I saw him. I need to trust myself. If I had, I might've been able to add a new portroid of Jeremy Irons. Drat!