Paying off a 'Six Million Dollar' debt?

October promised to be very conventional for me, with Comic Con at the beginning of the month and Chiller Theatre at the end. The former turned out to be a bust as I walked around in an ill/semi-conscious state. (I did attend the Christopher Lloyd question-and-answer session to hear him talk about "Clue"; chilled out in Peter Davison's entertaining Q&A even though I'd never seen his "Dr. Who"; and saw one of my favorite '90s bands, Ben Folds Five, live.)

But that meant hopes wound up being that much higher for Chiller Theatre, particularly after having so much fun at the spring edition. I met up again with one of my favorite online friends, Carol, and her amiga, Linda. We were well prepared in terms of who we wanted to see. (Read: Who we wanted to spend our bucks on, since everyone has their own pricing structure for photos, autographs and the combination of both).

The gameplan was to get on the big "living room" line with the upper-echelon celebs first, and then work our way to the others after that. But there's always room for improvisation as Carol informed me after Mark and I arrived that Deborah Foreman was tucked away in a little room and there wasn't a line for her at all. So Linda and I headed down another corridor so I could meet her.

Deborah is probably best known from "Valley Girl," but my personal favorite is "April Fool's Day," a-more-comedy-than-horror flick from the mid-'80s. In it, she plays the main character Muffy, who wants to set up a mystery vacation spot at the home she inherited. She's using her friends as guinea pigs to see if it'll work out, only problem is that someone's offing these people one by one.

As Muffy begins to act more and more suspicious, her remaining friends come to realize that they might be dealing with her murderous sister, Buffy. So when I had my picture taken with Ms. Foreman, I put my glasses on top of my head like she had. The person taking the photo for us said that we looked like twins -- Muffy and Buffy. (We look about as much like twins as Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito did, by the way.)

Now Chiller is kind of a B-list movie/TV event (if you're being kind), but they do bring on some marquee names for the event. The big two headliners I wanted to meet were Lee Majors ("The Six Million Dollar Man") and Penny Marshall (comedienne-turned-filmmaker). So they were my "targets" for the living room.

Carol was high on seeing Penny too, so when we finally made our way down the long corridor line and into the room, we were happily surprised to find Ms. Marshall's line wasn't too long. I anted up for both a signed photo and a picture with her. She was decked out in the G-Men sweatshirt that I've wanted to get for myself for a while.

We had some polite chatter and then a rogue photographer came by and snapped a picture of her -- pretty much a no-no at this show. She was irritated by that and I asked her if she wanted me to "take care of him for her," that made her laugh a bit and kept the brief meeting light. I also told her I had recently seen her in some "Battle of the Network Stars" video, I think she did everything short of rolling her eyes at that.

It took me a while to figure out which of the photos to get -- it's like a smorgasbord when you get up to the table and see so many cool professional shots -- but I opted for the "silly" one from "Laverne & Shirley" and happily got that one signed.

Joan Collins was on a break while we were in there, but we got to "check out" Connie Stevens, and let me tell you, she looked better than a lot of the actresses half her age. Then we headed for the Lee Majors line.

Now the trick about Chiller is that you can't tell the pricing structure until after you've stood on the person's line, and by that time, you pretty much want to get something for your time. The former Steve Austin was $40 for a photo, $40 for an autographed photo and $50 if you wanted something of your own signed. I ridiculously thought that the $50 was combined and decided to get my Season 1 DVD cover autographed. Until they asked me for $90. Uh, no, thanks. I guess they have to pay off the six million dollars for that bionic surgery somehow, right?

I did resign myself to at least getting a picture with him. After all, I am a child of the '70s, and during that time, you couldn't get much better than being bionic. But the technology must have rusted, because Mr. Majors said he couldn't get out of his chair because of a bad knee. He didn't say much beyond that and the old axiom of not meeting your favorites for fear of disappointment bounced around my head for a few minutes.

But fresh off that disappointment, we were about to leave the room when we saw Steven Bauer's short line and intriguing sign -- photos $10! Although I haven't seen him on "Breaking Bad," I do remember the likes of his '80s flick "Thief of Hearts" and "Wiseguy."

I thought he was the most genuine person we met that day. Gives good hugs too. That was $10 well spent.

Sitting nearby was the actor I kept making fun of during the afternoon, much to Linda's chagrin. Andrew McCarthy -- who I deemed the least talented actor at the event, even though there was no way that could be true -- was a borderline Brat Packer and my least favorite character in one of the movies from the era I saw dozens of times, "St. Elmo's Fire."

His line was short as well, but like Steven, he seemed to be really conversing with the people who stopped to meet him and not just taking their money and scribbling down a name. But sue me, I still wanted Molly Ringwald to end up with Jon Cryer in "Pretty in Pink."

The person I had been most looking forward to meeting at the event was Pamela Sue Martin, who I loved in "The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries" and later in "Dynasty." I was super-psyched about getting to meet her, because Nancy Drew was just my hero when I was a pre-teen. I had all the novels and had rewatched the series prior to the last Chiller (at which I met Hardy Boy Parker Stevenson).

Carol seemed to be almost as excited about seeing me meet Pamela Sue. She had a friend who arrived while we were waiting for the actress to return from her lunch break, but she still stuck on the line with me. Poor Eric Shea (PSM's young brother in "The Poseidon Adventure" was at the next table, but he seemed to be spending more time trying to track her down for those of us waiting for her).

She finally did arrive and I got to meet Nancy Drew/the real Fallon! (Both Carol and I will work overtime to maintain that we adore Emma Samms, who later assumed the role of Fallon, but that we preferred PSM in the part.) She was really sweet and surprised to hear that my major reason for attending the event was to meet her. Then Carol upped the ante by saying that she just wanted to watch me meet her because she was such a childhood hero of mine and I tend to race my motor when it's someone that meaningful to me. Pamela Sue got a hearty chuckle out of that one.

And by the way, her deal was MUCH better than Mr. Majors'. I got my photo taken with her and my Nancy Drew DVD cover signed for $25, and she made conversation with me too! I really should let Steven Bauer retain his title as "Deal of the Day," but I was thrilled to have it play out that way.

After we got chided for sneaking a photo of Valerie Harper (I told you the actors/handlers don't take kindly to that), Carol and Linda went their own way. Later in the afternoon when I finally found Mark, I got to meet wonderful Roger Kastel, the very talented artist who created the art for the movie posters for "Jaws," "The Empire Strikes Back" and "Return of the Jedi." He was sweet and appreciative, and he took a lot of care to sign his autograph in places that would stand out and be unobtrusive at the same time.

The day wasn't even over for us as Mark and I were heading to the city to see Asia. A certain superstorm was making its way toward us as well. And while I perused the convention during the ensuing power outage, I resolved to remember not to bust on the Chiller lineup so much when they start announcing the celebrities for April, since it's the non-marquee names who prove to be the most interesting at the actual event and they keep out-of-pocket costs down. That should last for, oh, about five minutes.