Skills Challenge (the Lance Bass edit)
Jul. 19th, 2003 06:15 pmWherein we bless the weather powers (cloudy with a lovely seabreeze, merci) and learn to enjoy the irreverence that seems to have become the traditional theme of this event.
Where to even start.
Well, Lance now readily takes off his shirt at the slightest provocation and has gotten a fairly large tattoo of a bull's head [ETA: Later reports confirm a bass clef inside it] on his upper back along his spine. (This was especially amusing to finally see after all the rumors and speculation about it all weekend - we went from wings along his shoulders to the 'rock on' hands at his nape, so to finally see what it really was was half the fun.) Joey got into everything with his usual gusto, which is always appreciated. Chris seemed less than enthused, though with fairly good reason (either that or the Knights really were cheating as much as the refs accused. I'm disinclined to go with the latter.) He seemed to enjoy the Good Charlotte boys though. Justin needs to be fed something nutritious and desperately. Some sun wouldn't have hurt, either, the poor lad. He might really be ill, especially considering the way the concert went on Wednesday, so here's hoping he's alright. In other news, however, looking adorable in flip-flops with loose shaggy hair was JC, unofficially on the Knights team in that he came out in jeans and a long-sleeved white shirt and disappeared about halfway through the festivities without having participated in any of the events. Simon Rex was awful lonely after he left, too. [ETA: Apparently, those close enough watched him attempt a stretch, at which point a very angry-looking red stripe appeared starting about an inch above the waistband of his jeans, which would explain a lot. Poor kitten. He must've fallen asleep on his belly in the sun. We're not going into how especially he of all of them should know about the Florida sun, no we're not.]
The refereeing was as high-caliber as ever, which is to say there were disputes after every event so the boys dunked a couple in the pool for sport every now and then. The games were as random as ever, which meant explaining them at least three or more times and having the teams make up the rules along the way. Lance took it upon himself to know what was going on though, being the first to understand the games then acting them out to as many people as many times as necessary. Yes, I might love him a lot.
Lord of the Ringies was the first event as well as the beginning of more Lance nudity than I ever hoped to bargain for. It involved swimming (which apparently was not on the list of things a cosmonaut should be able to do well) for rings in an above-ground pool and other miscellany. Before things began, Joey made his way to the Daze side to schmooze with Lance, even though they were both competing, for opposing teams. I had to mention that because in case we haven't met, I'm an irredeemable, helpless sucker for JoLa, and those two love each other just as much as ever. Lance looks good; really, really good. His hair is a bit longer than it's been in recentish photos, he's tanned and gained a bit of weight back to his cheeks, and don't even get me started on his arms: Making the Tour type squeeing would ensue. Also, I actually do like his tattoo quite a bit - because that matters you know. And he does devil hands at the slightest provocation. Possibly a whole heck of a lot.
Ready-Aim-Splat marked the triumphant return of the rubber band launch, an event Lance felt he had particular mastery over, and acted out copious and detailed pointers for all his teammates. He was originally just one of the people holding the band but took over the job of launching them when things weren't going satisfactorily enough. Lots and lots, I think.
National Flipper League should be an official sport so we can see Justin running around in fins all the time. He's good, yo. Lance himself, though a stickler for rules, regulations, and respect, is not above helping his team out any way he needs to. That this event ended in a dance-off ("the only way to decide this" *g*) that involved Alfonso Ribero imitating Michael Jackson in Billie Jean, complete with lip synching, made it definitely memorable. And speaking of which, Chris and Joey were at it again with their harassment of referees who made unfavorable calls on their team - they threw one, then the other into the pool when they'd found out the first had called on their side.
The Scrabble Scramble event saw Lance once again readily and enthusiastically volunteering to be the one in the pool to fish out the letters, shedding his shirt even before the emcees even had a chance to announce the teams. There was some confusion of the word 'recalcitrant' as 'recalcitrate' (not, in fact, a real word) so there was a rematch, which brought us our word of the day, courtesy of Chris: "disquali - freakin' - cation."
After a particularly convoluted explanation of Sand Trap, even Lance had a question, which was the one and only time they handed him a microphone - there were cheers all around as he finished asking it. Yeah, his voice is just that delicious. As far as the event, they had several kinds of real trouble with defrosting the shirts. Though it was all worth it to see Lance and Justin working like washmaids at the side of the pool (which wasn't technically legal even if the emcee said so, and Lance stood there for a moment to make the most annoyed face at this blatant defiance of the rules of engagement before jumping back into play, the big adorable control freak that he is.) While it was originally Lance's idea to whack the frozen blocks against the railing around the court, it was Justin who decided diligence wasn't the way and really, really took to them hardcore, heaving around his body weight and slamming them onto the ground from dunk height. The Daze ended up winning this one, with Lance in the lead coordinating four people strapped to two land skis across the finish line. The Knights were unhappy with the way events transpired. Justin's response? "Y'all are just jealous 'cause you can't spell." Continuity! Or you know, something.
In more de facto celebrity news, Joey's parents were sitting center court, with Trace, Steve Fatone, Lynn, and Diane sparsed out a few seats down. JC's parents were in attendance as well, though they were reported to have left when he did.
I'm so glad we were sitting on the bleacher side we did if only to bear witness to Lance's cheerleading as he mimed and yelled 'Pull!' at his hapless teammates during Tug-O-War. He was getting red in the face from just standing there. Yep, definitely, definitely love him.
We met a couple of fans walking out the gates and stayed to chat. Others rushed the opposite end of the stands to watch the not-so-red-carpet departure of the players. Tonight looks to be quiet and may well involve make-up sleep for those of us whose budgets lay outside the realm of SPI's VIP party. Good times.
The two choice photographs from today's festivities, taken by me with the ingenious 100mm disposable zoom cameras of
giddyupnow (cutting away because they're fairly large):


Where to even start.
Well, Lance now readily takes off his shirt at the slightest provocation and has gotten a fairly large tattoo of a bull's head [ETA: Later reports confirm a bass clef inside it] on his upper back along his spine. (This was especially amusing to finally see after all the rumors and speculation about it all weekend - we went from wings along his shoulders to the 'rock on' hands at his nape, so to finally see what it really was was half the fun.) Joey got into everything with his usual gusto, which is always appreciated. Chris seemed less than enthused, though with fairly good reason (either that or the Knights really were cheating as much as the refs accused. I'm disinclined to go with the latter.) He seemed to enjoy the Good Charlotte boys though. Justin needs to be fed something nutritious and desperately. Some sun wouldn't have hurt, either, the poor lad. He might really be ill, especially considering the way the concert went on Wednesday, so here's hoping he's alright. In other news, however, looking adorable in flip-flops with loose shaggy hair was JC, unofficially on the Knights team in that he came out in jeans and a long-sleeved white shirt and disappeared about halfway through the festivities without having participated in any of the events. Simon Rex was awful lonely after he left, too. [ETA: Apparently, those close enough watched him attempt a stretch, at which point a very angry-looking red stripe appeared starting about an inch above the waistband of his jeans, which would explain a lot. Poor kitten. He must've fallen asleep on his belly in the sun. We're not going into how especially he of all of them should know about the Florida sun, no we're not.]
The refereeing was as high-caliber as ever, which is to say there were disputes after every event so the boys dunked a couple in the pool for sport every now and then. The games were as random as ever, which meant explaining them at least three or more times and having the teams make up the rules along the way. Lance took it upon himself to know what was going on though, being the first to understand the games then acting them out to as many people as many times as necessary. Yes, I might love him a lot.
Lord of the Ringies was the first event as well as the beginning of more Lance nudity than I ever hoped to bargain for. It involved swimming (which apparently was not on the list of things a cosmonaut should be able to do well) for rings in an above-ground pool and other miscellany. Before things began, Joey made his way to the Daze side to schmooze with Lance, even though they were both competing, for opposing teams. I had to mention that because in case we haven't met, I'm an irredeemable, helpless sucker for JoLa, and those two love each other just as much as ever. Lance looks good; really, really good. His hair is a bit longer than it's been in recentish photos, he's tanned and gained a bit of weight back to his cheeks, and don't even get me started on his arms: Making the Tour type squeeing would ensue. Also, I actually do like his tattoo quite a bit - because that matters you know. And he does devil hands at the slightest provocation. Possibly a whole heck of a lot.
Ready-Aim-Splat marked the triumphant return of the rubber band launch, an event Lance felt he had particular mastery over, and acted out copious and detailed pointers for all his teammates. He was originally just one of the people holding the band but took over the job of launching them when things weren't going satisfactorily enough. Lots and lots, I think.
National Flipper League should be an official sport so we can see Justin running around in fins all the time. He's good, yo. Lance himself, though a stickler for rules, regulations, and respect, is not above helping his team out any way he needs to. That this event ended in a dance-off ("the only way to decide this" *g*) that involved Alfonso Ribero imitating Michael Jackson in Billie Jean, complete with lip synching, made it definitely memorable. And speaking of which, Chris and Joey were at it again with their harassment of referees who made unfavorable calls on their team - they threw one, then the other into the pool when they'd found out the first had called on their side.
The Scrabble Scramble event saw Lance once again readily and enthusiastically volunteering to be the one in the pool to fish out the letters, shedding his shirt even before the emcees even had a chance to announce the teams. There was some confusion of the word 'recalcitrant' as 'recalcitrate' (not, in fact, a real word) so there was a rematch, which brought us our word of the day, courtesy of Chris: "disquali - freakin' - cation."
After a particularly convoluted explanation of Sand Trap, even Lance had a question, which was the one and only time they handed him a microphone - there were cheers all around as he finished asking it. Yeah, his voice is just that delicious. As far as the event, they had several kinds of real trouble with defrosting the shirts. Though it was all worth it to see Lance and Justin working like washmaids at the side of the pool (which wasn't technically legal even if the emcee said so, and Lance stood there for a moment to make the most annoyed face at this blatant defiance of the rules of engagement before jumping back into play, the big adorable control freak that he is.) While it was originally Lance's idea to whack the frozen blocks against the railing around the court, it was Justin who decided diligence wasn't the way and really, really took to them hardcore, heaving around his body weight and slamming them onto the ground from dunk height. The Daze ended up winning this one, with Lance in the lead coordinating four people strapped to two land skis across the finish line. The Knights were unhappy with the way events transpired. Justin's response? "Y'all are just jealous 'cause you can't spell." Continuity! Or you know, something.
In more de facto celebrity news, Joey's parents were sitting center court, with Trace, Steve Fatone, Lynn, and Diane sparsed out a few seats down. JC's parents were in attendance as well, though they were reported to have left when he did.
I'm so glad we were sitting on the bleacher side we did if only to bear witness to Lance's cheerleading as he mimed and yelled 'Pull!' at his hapless teammates during Tug-O-War. He was getting red in the face from just standing there. Yep, definitely, definitely love him.
We met a couple of fans walking out the gates and stayed to chat. Others rushed the opposite end of the stands to watch the not-so-red-carpet departure of the players. Tonight looks to be quiet and may well involve make-up sleep for those of us whose budgets lay outside the realm of SPI's VIP party. Good times.
The two choice photographs from today's festivities, taken by me with the ingenious 100mm disposable zoom cameras of


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Date: July 21st, 2003 09:37 pm (UTC)And I might love him a lot too. A really really lot.
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Date: July 21st, 2003 09:45 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked the report! The event really was dominated by Lance (tee-hee, for I am twelve) so my account was more accurate than skewed, plus a side of personal bias because mmm, yes indeed. I typed this up as soon as we got back to the hotel and haven't really looked at it since, just cropped and uploaded the pics and there it all is, but yay, glad it's at least somewhat coherent. *g*
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Date: July 21st, 2003 09:49 pm (UTC)I love that Lance is so bossy and driven when it comes to the competitions. Hee. (And I only mean bossy in the most positive way, of course.) But thank you for explaining the games. That was kind of what was missing from the other reports I read, I think.
I love the new tattoo. Not that it matters, but I do. I love that he practically did get The Horns tattooed on his body. Go Lance!
Thanks again for your kickass report. I really enjoyed it.
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Date: July 21st, 2003 10:01 pm (UTC)Liz showed us some of her greatest hits after the game as we waited for tables at the Cheesecake Factory, and she's just known for her amazing photography, ergo my assuming and here we are relearning that lesson. But she'll post soon as well. We all need sleep after this weekend - if anything, that was is short supply.
I liked the games, I did. Some of them were unnecessarily convoluted, others were just silly whose rules were meant to be broken, but none of it really matters because it all seems to turn into a free-for-all rather quickly.
I, too, love Lance's bossiness - I'm prone to be the same kind of stickler for the rules, so I totally understand where he's coming from. And really, no one explained the games? They were kind of the point of it all... if you look at it from the right angle. It could've just been all about shirtless!controlfreak!Lance. My attentions may have wavered in there, but glad to see the original train of thought retained some integrity. *g*
Your partner in crime is so cool! We picked her up at the airport on Friday morning and hung out a few times during the weekend and whee! Such fun!
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Date: July 21st, 2003 10:12 pm (UTC)I can just see him demonstrating how it's done, from the rubber band thing to the tug of war. Hee! What a great guy!
Your partner in crime is so cool! We picked her up at the airport on Friday morning and hung out a few times during the weekend and whee! Such fun!
She is, man, she's so awesome. I have to admit that missing out on spending time with her was one of the few things that made me sad about not being able to go myself. I'm glad you got to, though! :-)
So glad you had such a great time. Loved your recap of the skills challenge. And that pic of Justin is great! Hee!
You had me at shirtless!Lance ...
Date: July 21st, 2003 10:27 pm (UTC)Thank you for that recap. It's definitely one of the best (and funniest) I've read.
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Date: July 21st, 2003 10:42 pm (UTC)So glad you enjoyed it! I typed it right after we walked back to our hotel and just pasted it with the image links - the entire weekend was such grand fun, though that seems to be the overwhelming characteristic of the boys/this fandom in general, and I'm happy that that came through. I tried to get out most of the teenie squeeing before putting fingers to keys, so I was just happy for coherence here. *g*
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 12:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: July 22nd, 2003 12:27 am (UTC)I love Lance so much. The control freakiness was absolutely adorable. My first time seeing him live, too! All terribly exciting.
Also, have I mentioned to you how much that icon rocks my socks? Because it does. Err, well, it would if Florida's July merited them, but yes. *g*
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 02:20 am (UTC)Love that boy so much.
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 04:11 am (UTC)I love Lance's new tattoo, maybe even more so because I showed it to a friend who had never seen/hear of Lance, and she bursted out laughing, asking: "Bareback? Wow!" Of course, that's brought way too many porny thoughts of Lance having his tattoo licked by way too many hot guys to my mind. And look, I even have a new OTP. *points to icon*
*giggles*
THanks again for sharing the fun!
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 04:20 am (UTC)Isn't the tattoo cool? I especially love the bass clef, a detail only gleaned after the fact.
Dude, excellent photoshopping on the picture. Hee. *g* Go do it and start a trend!
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 07:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: July 22nd, 2003 11:36 am (UTC)Obviously, I've been gushing about this all morning. Not surprisingly, this hasn't increased my coherence about it all. I'm JoLa to the core and to be so generously obliged with canon every time they're seen together? I'm rendered a mere gleeful puddle of girl here.
What really got me was a story as related by
The answer? Superman memorabilia.
The boyband member in question? Lance.
I about died, and more than happily so, right then and there. *wibble*
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 11:40 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 06:37 pm (UTC)Thank you, thank you for this lovely recap of Lance hotness.
Heh. You should write what you know is what they've always told me, and my attentions may have wavered toward the others on occasion, but this was seriously Lance's day in the sun (as it were, if maybe not quite literally).
He is the most beautiful creature on the planet, and you know I say that from a position of much, much JC love.
I'm so psyched you've gotten to vouch for that up close a few times now, but from the various distances I saw him this weekend (and angles - everything from ten feet above and below him) he's looked nothing but sunny and beautiful, and that just made my heart flutter every time. After this past fall, I'm so done with the Lance angst - I want for nothing but his happiness, which he absolutely radiated all weekend.
And yes, your love for JC may have come across despite the brevity of our contact. *g* Lance is firmly back on top (insert your choice of pun here) for me, but I hope I managed to convey my own leanings toward JC in our time together as well. Poor kitten, falling asleep in the sun like that. The fact that it seems entirely like him to forget about the less practical aspects of doing so while enjoying its warmth is endearing beyond words. There doesn't seem to be a single pragmatic bone in his body. Is this where I can prove myself not only sympathetic but helpful to his cause and offer to keep him "greasy"? Any fan worth her salt should, I think. *hugs JC*
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Date: July 23rd, 2003 05:50 pm (UTC)And I don't think there's anything wrong with loving Lance and JC both best. Because, really, how cruel would it be to make you choose just one?
Here's to both of them being as blindingly happy as they deserve to be.
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 07:07 pm (UTC)It was good to meet you sweetie! Sorry, we couldn't do dinner. Amy and I both were laughing yet pissed that we had spaced that we would be doing dinner in Ft. Lauderdale. Next time!
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Date: July 22nd, 2003 08:06 pm (UTC)I think the last time we saw shirtless!Lance was when he was seventeenish in the video for I Want You Back when they're frolicing out on the lake. I'm so glad he seems to have made such amicable peace with his body issues.
It was simply lovely to meet you both. I'll remember to watch for updates for when Trading Spaces will air, which really is one of the most fun and fabulous shows on television.
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Date: July 24th, 2003 04:16 am (UTC)LAAAAAAAAANCE!
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Date: July 24th, 2003 09:22 am (UTC)Laaaaaaaance! Whoot!
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