So how does internet fame stack up? While not famous for the size of his wang like Lee, Croshaw did have his moments of celebriphobia at this year's GDC, where even a short trip down the hall inevitably resulted in more than a few handshakes and requests for autographs. One woman had been clandestinely following him around all week, finally accosting him on his way to the airport to show him her sketchbook. He had a beguiling manner about him, she said, showing him how she'd captured the jaunty tilt of his hat with pencil and ink. The experience was jarring.
.....Yeah. Well.
That woman was me. [http://dreamweaverm.deviantart.com/art/The-Real-Yahtzee-78671473]
God help me, I'm a Creepy Fan Anecdote.
For what it's worth, I was not following anyone around all weekend, not even the party I came with seeing as I did so much running around, I drew lots of people over that weekend as it's what I do whenever I'm sitting anywhere for extended periods of time (
(Especially at panels) [http://dreamweaverm.deviantart.com/art/Three-Faces-78676227], and I'm pretty sure I never said the word beguiling...
I talked about his weird walk: he sort of glides from place-to-place, no up or down, and I have no real excuse for that observation besides that people who know me know I'll say just about anything to just about anyone, consequences be damned, which is probably why I have never found anyone in any sort of profession willing to employ me. Except as a baby-sitter. Kids seem to think I'm funny, rather then scary. Fear for your next generation, humanity.
I sure as hell never meant to jar anyone or anything, and I apologize whole-heartedly for the weirdness of it all. I'm really very sorry, and I appreciate that no one called security or kicked me down the escalator.
Mr. Russ is an exceptional writer with a malancholy but very beautiful voice, so at least when he described my moment of public humiliation, he did it poetically. That's some consolation prize I guess. I'll have to thank him if I ever see him again.