Sons of Anarchy has quickly become one of my favorite shows. It’s such a compelling series and I feel like I’m joining the party late, but at least I’m showing up right?
The cast was participating in a charity event called One Heart Source, that I tried to get tickets for but it was sold out… Grrrrr… I hate that. I’m more than happy to help out charity when I can and especially when it’s an awesome event like this. But what can you do right?
One Heart Source (OHS) is a non-profit organization designed to empower young people through education, and to provide high quality education and care for vulnerable children in Tanzania and South Africa.
It’s a great charity and I suggest checking them out.
So, I headed over to the event and to my shock there were only a handful of people waiting outside. I thought nice! Plus, five minutes from my house! Hello! Awesome!
Ace and I headed down, he with his stack of 8 x 12 photos and me… With my mini poster. Sigh…
As we arrived, literally Charlie Hunnam was leaving. I was like no1 A couple girls asked for photos and he said he had to go. Doh.
Well… There goes that. He did relent for a couple photos by his car. But I’m a giant and not a girl, plus security sucked and were just being jerks for no reason. I really didn’t understand it.
Ace was tripping out over Patrick St. Augustine or someone. I was sad because apparently I can never get a photo with Charlie Hunnam. LOL… Ah well. And I know he’s nice, it’s just me.
Still, I decided to wait a little bit and see what was going to transpire. Ron Perlman left and grumbled something and that was that. LOL… Ace was still pacing around praying for Dayton Callie to look his way. Yep…
Christopher Douglas Reed was leaving and he’s so cool. Such a nice guy. He was coming over to sign for a couple people and security literally ripped the pen from his hand. Wha? I mean… Yesh.
Then Ace started foaming at the mouth… Emilio Rivera was about to leave. Oh, the sheer panic and joy overcame him. What 8×12 do I go for? Which one do I get him to sign? What is life? Who am I? Beads of sweat start to form from the 12 hoodies he’s wearing.
Emilio Rivera leaves! Oh, it’s on. Ace grabs that 8×12 and flies into action. It’s his moment. Loose yourself.
He got two. And saved himself $20 bucks because Emilio Rivera was charging that last time at the Hollywood Show.
It’s a good day for Ace.
Theo Rossi, who plays Juice on the show is leaving and He’s so cool. He stopped and even though I had nothing for him to sign he did one for Ace and Alex was nice enough to take my photo with him. Super cool guy. And Juice is one of my favorite characters.
Tommy Flanagan is leaving and he peeled out of the event.
Niko Nicotera is leaving now and Ace started tossing things at his brother to get that shit done. It’s go time.
They got two.
Niko Nicotera is super cool and has no problem, security is really being difficult. In fact, they spit at one collector. Not even lying. I’m not sure if it was on purpose cause I wasn’t there but this crowd isn’t bad or super aggressive so there’s no need for that. Man…
Ace is still praying for Patrick St. Martin to leave. I tell him, he has a half hour until the Fanboy train starts to pull away.
A few more people leave and then we spot Kim Coates. He’s the awesomest person ever. I’ve never met him, and he’s just so cool. Seriously. It kills me I couldn’t get a ticket for this thing.
Kim basically tells us that he’s not signing cause it’s a charity event, which apparently there was a memo I didn’t get, lol… But he’s like who wants a photo. I’m like… Ummm ME! Hello!
Kim does photos with everyone and we thank him.
Then this is how cool he is… 15 minutes later he comes back and says “Okay, one each!” and no one even asked him. Then he says, “I love you fucking knuckleheads!” Like, I want to go drinking with this guy. Awesome.
Ace is still weeping about Patrick St. Pierre and burning a hole in the sidewalk.
Let alone Dayton Callie. Man… Ace in panic mode is not good. When I ask Ace who Patrick St. Jean plays he’s like, “The guy, who does deals… You know not the mayor.”
Thankfully, that was cleared up.
Ace has 15 more minutes…
And then… The moment… The time… The singular defining incident of this evening for Ace occurs… Patrick (who is really Patrick St. Esprit) leaves and Ace almost climbs over the barricade and drools on himself. It took Alex and I to hold Ace back. 8×12 photos went flying, it was crazy town.
Ace thanked Patrick St. Esprit with tears in his eyes, but he couldn’t gush too long because the second person Ace was dying for… Dayton Callie was now leaving.
Oh… the expression tripped balls is not used enough here. He just let it rip with the joy. I just stood back and said… Okay, God bless you Ace.
Just as we were about to leave Mark Boone Junior left. I’ve never been able to meet him, so that was really cool. I had Mark sign my mini poster and my pressbook and got a photo with him as well.
Then when that photo didn’t come out perfectly, he was happy to pose for another one…
It really was too much for Ace. He went into a spiraling coma of joy. Alex made sure he was calm because… A crazy Ace is a wild Ace.
Next year, I need fucking tickets! Hello!
It was a fun night, even after a rocky start.
Until next time kids…
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