Pinky's Fandance, Woulda/Coulda/Shoulda Wednesday Edition

Several years ago at Sundance, I discovered the most amazing place to spot celebrities. In fact, it was so easy to get pictures, it almost felt like cheating. I described it as shooting fish in a barrel. I must've gotten around 18 pictures in an hour. Seriously. But the trick was to know who I was getting and stand my ground. Not wuss around. Alas, I did a terrible job at that with Jamie-Lyn Sigler. I totally choked. I'm not sure if we discussed it, but I'm really bad at spotting girls - for some reason they look so different I can never place them. So Jamie was RIGHT in front of me, like an arm's distance away, but I couldn't place her. Had I just said, "Hey Jamie, can we get a picture?" I might've had a chance. But, sadly, what I actually said was, "Jamie?" in a wee little unsure voice. Obviously she didn't hear me and I lost my chance. Now, Heidi's warned me that Jamie's not nice anyway, so maybe it didn't matter, but still. She was RIGHT there! Blurgh.