So, Warner Brothers used to have a party at every San Diego...

So, Warner Brothers used to have a party at every San Diego Comicon, and DC exclusive creators, or many of them, were always invited. A lot of tv stars and musicians would show up…they were pretty impressive affairs. There were usually dancers, and lots of food and people drinking (I don’t drink, personally).

I’m not a big party person, but it’s fun to meet people whose work you admire…I’ve met Samuel L. Jackson, Nathan Fillion, Joss Whedon, lots of others at these parties, and lots of producers. It’s amazing how informed these producers are on comics and who is making them. At one point I was having a conversation with the producer of The Dark Knight AND the producer of Avatar at the same time, and they both knew me, knew my work, and were ridiculously complimentary. That was surreal.

They are always velvet rope, you can’t get in without an invitation.

A couple years ago, they sent out a note saying that THIS year, only the person with the invitation could go, we couldn’t bring a guest or spouse, and they needed an immediate RSVP.

I wasn’t going to go, I’m not huge on parties, and I like to take my hubby when I DO go. He said go, have fun, he would stay in the room and work on his own stuff. Make an appearance, then just come right back if you want.

So I go, and I get there, and the reason it’s so hush hush is because they have a band for the party.

And it’s the Barenaked Ladies.

Now, I love the Barenaked Ladies. I spoke with Steven Page extensively for a while, he even interviewed me for his radio show at one point.

This happened after he had left the band. But he told me some things about the band’s love of comics. They all read them, but he said Ed Roberston (singer/guitarist, the band’s other frontman), was the the big comics fan. That Ed bought original comics art, and this little bit of trivia, which I found delightful:  Ed reads graphic novels aloud to the band while they are on the tour bus.

That sounds awesome.

Well, the problem was, I love BNL, but my husband ADORES them. The one time he can’t go, and one of his all-time favorite bands is playing on a little stage RIGHT in front us, I mean, you could reach out and touch them, almost.

I was happy but also crestfallen. I was almost scared to tell him. I sent him some photos and video from my iphone, but I still felt horrible.

Final note, the guys in the band could not have been sweeter. One of my favorite things was seeing Franco and Art, the team from Tiny Titans, ALMOST swoon with rapture—they are apparently huge BNL fans and this was blowing their minds.

Final note: my hubby’s pretty amazing, he just said he was really happy I got to see them. But I knew he was disappointed.

So I took him to Sea World the next day (which he loves) and treated him extra special all day. If you love someone, you gotta look out for them!  :)