Okay, not _exactly_ the right body type. You know what I mean.
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So I ordered some cheapo Sciences-division [uniform pajamas](https://smile.amazon.com/gp/product/B01M056DXO/), thinking of going to some comics convention next year, but when I queried the Overmind in its gopher aspect for actual _Star Trek_ conventions, it turned out that there was one _that very weekend_ in the area. Online ticket sales had stopped, but allegedly "[a]vailable tickets [would] be on sale at the convention", and there was still time to upgrade my uniform order to one-day shipping.
The uniform I got (just the first suitable thing I found querying the Overmind in its Amazonian aspect; it would be possible to do better for more searching and money and shipping time) was problematic in that it's the [_TNG_-era design](http://memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Starfleet_uniform_(late_2360s-early_2370s)) _and_ has commander's rank pips, whereas Jadzia was a lieutenant when she last wore a _TNG_-era uniform and (spoilers!) [died](http://memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Tears_of_the_Prophets_(episode)) in 2374 as a lieutenant commander. I considered trying to play a post-series Dax who actually faked her own death (and got Dr. Bashir to use an experimental technique to copy the Dax symbiont's memories to Ezri Tigan), then later got promoted to commander and assigned to a different post where they still wear the _TNG_-era uniforms for some reason. But I decided that it would be simpler to just cover the third pip with electrical tape and play Lt. Dax in 2369, just before her reassignment to Deep Space Nine. (Beyond body type, at 28, I'm even just the right _age_ for this role, Jadzia having been born in 2341!)
A little bit of lipstick rubbed off on the sandwich and the straw.
-At the convention hotel, I waited in the lobby for a while, still with the jacket over my uniform, reading the Janet Mock autobiography on my PADD, until it was time to check in. After buying my Sunday wristband ($70), I wandered over to the photo-op/autograph ticketing table and bought a ticket to get a photo with Michael Dorn at 11:10 ($40). (Nana Visitor or Terry Farrell herself would have been my first choices for a celebrity photo, but they weren't there that day.)
+<a id="reading-the-janet-mock-autobiography"></a>At the convention hotel, I waited in the lobby for a while, still with the jacket over my uniform, reading the Janet Mock autobiography on my PADD, until it was time to check in. After buying my Sunday wristband ($70), I wandered over to the photo-op/autograph ticketing table and bought a ticket to get a photo with Michael Dorn at 11:10 ($40). (Nana Visitor or Terry Farrell herself would have been my first choices for a celebrity photo, but they weren't there that day.)
There was still a lot of time to hang out before the theater opened for the actual convention programming, but that was fine, because actual convention programming is kind of boring; the actual point of conventions is to have an excuse to dress up and wander around and talk to people and get vanity photos of other people who are using the convention as an excuse to dress up.
After de Lancie, there was a discussion with some writer-folk (the schedule _said_ the topic would be the [new series next year](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_Trek:_Discovery), but they didn't seem to know anything about it), and soon enough, it was time for my photo op with Michael Dorn.
-The photo session was very assembly-line—here (unlike the autograph sessions I witnessed at other conventions) there was no pretense of your $40 giving you the opportunity to actually _meet_ your heroes for even half a minute: this was pose, _click_, and it's over, time for the next fan to get in position. I had time to say to Dorn, "I'm Jadzia," but that was it.
+<a id="photo-assembly-line"></a>The photo session was very assembly-line—here (unlike the autograph sessions I witnessed at other conventions) there was no pretense of your $40 giving you the opportunity to actually _meet_ your heroes for even half a minute: this was pose, _click_, and it's over, time for the next fan to get in position. I had time to say to Dorn, "I'm Jadzia," but that was it.
Not that I was disappointed. A woman on the event staff commented on how happy I looked skipping down the room after the photo was taken. "[My future husband!](http://memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/You_Are_Cordially_Invited_%28episode%29)" I said.
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