Thursday, March 15, 2012
Pinky's Fandance Redux - Sam Trammell
I know what you're thinking: At some point I'll probably have to cave in and just start writing an "I Love Sam Trammell" website, but for now I can probably get away with our (cough cough) occasional photo together. If you can believe it, I've actually got more pictures with Jason Ritter than with Sam Trammell, but it's getting close. The only saving grace about the horrible premiere experience last night was that Sam made a surprise appearance. You'd be very proud of me - while at the barricade (before I got crushed) I received a call that Sam was eating dinner a block away (no, I don't tell people to call me with these tips - they just do). But, I don't hit people up while they're eating, so I resisted. Luckily, he walked over to the premiere after dinner, so I was able to say hello. The worst part? My friend had literally just sent me a link to RSVP for a talk show Sam will be featured on next week that his friends work on. I RSVP'd and then happened to see Sam. When I told him I was going to go, he said he just booked that show that day. Crap! Now I look like a crazy stalker. Ugh. Not the look I'm going for....despite all the evidence proving otherwise.