So I started the day (which starts at around 12pm for me...give me a break I'm an artist) heading down to the Arclight to pick up the tickets.
I ran my card, entered my membership code...and nothing. My tickets didn't seem to exist. Long story short, they tried every way to find my tickets through the computer. Finally, someone says, "hey, why don't you check the will call box. Sure enough, in a little metal box behind the counter, they flip to Martinez and I'll give you 3 guesses what they found.

Big heart attack: resolved.

10:30 pm
All my friends dressed kind of hip, lookin' good, you know the Hollywood thing. Me? I was clad in my "Jedi" pinstripe baseball jersey. So at a "Star Wars" movie I looked the best (bling). It did not take long for everyone to drop whatever cool vibe they brought, and get into all the fun.

We get there around 10:30pm and the place is rockin'. Tons of people in the courtyard having drinks, watching the laightsaber duel Master Replicas sponsored (real martial artists), and taking pictures with all the costumed people who were out in heavy force. Every news van in town was there, along with the paparazzi hounding a Darth Vader . Yet, there was no Triumph, the insult comic dog. I still want to know which button on Vader's chest calls his parents to pick him up.

It would not have been Hollywood, with out a few religious zealots protesting a large event. No joke, there were 3 guys holding big signs, seemingly made with #2 pencils, reading "Star Wars is Satan" and "The Devil fools you all with the Force". I felt like putting on a devil costume, walking up to them and saying "Dude, I have nothing to do with all this."...But I just asked him where the guy giving away "Monster" Energy drinks was. Sometimes subtlety is the best rout.

Then came the interviews? Huh? What? Interviews?
Yes! I was interviewed like 4 times. I took countless pictures, posing, and sporting my "Frosted Flakes" light up lightsaber spoon.
It turns out it was my jersey that seemed to catch every ones' eye, as most interviews started with cameras taking pictures of my butt...well I like to believe that's what they were taking pictures of but alas it was the "Yoda" across my back.
The coolest interview was with E!
At first they wanted me to say the protesters needed to get a life. But I said that wasn't cool. So they just started interviewing me normal. Once they found out I did work for LFL sometimes they got really excited and asked me some really cool questions.
My best Q &A?
Question: "What do you think now that Star Wars is over?"
Answer: "Man...Star Wars never ends. C'mon!" Followed with big smile.
When the reporter finished, I realized I had one chance at doing something I always wanted to do.... I grabbed the mic, looked into the camera and said "YOUR WATCHING E!"

How cool is that?!