I took a quick jaunt down to Barnes and Noble last night to pick up a recent road map of Wisconsin. When I finally found the travel section, there was some book signing wrapping up, and the cordoned off area included the US maps. I could get a map of Venice, but I couldn’t go around front to get a map to the Dells.
A little annoyed, I took a look at who it was denying me my map, and lo, it was Bruce Campbell.
So I cooled my heels a moment unti lthere was an opening between the handler and the adoring public, and I slipped in… to get my map. Then I slipped out.
Heck, I don’t know the guy, I don’t know his movies, I don’t know his book. What was I going to say? He seemed nice though, taking time to sign things and take pictures and warn someone that he should blow on the signature, cause it might run.