This was the last I ever saw of my favorite doll…back in August. I forgot I never did post his fate.

So, upon meeting the doll, Rob Zombie asked me “What IS this freaky thing?!” and then proceeded to ask if it’d kill him in his sleep.

I had intended to have the doll autographed and have one hell of a piece for my collection. Security pushed me through the line as Rob and John 5 were admiring it, and they said I could go up and get it once the meet and greet was finished despite the fact I wanted it back and politely stated that I wanted it back NOW (40 hours worth of work, yea… I was not happy that it was beyond my grasp), that I understand they have a job to do, and if someone could please go get it, I’d appreciate it. They wouldn’t.

Instead, Rob Zombie assumed it was a gift and took off with it.

LIVID doesn’t describe how I felt toward security….!!! It’s the same feeling you had back in the ancient days before AutoSave when you’d type up a paper and your computer would crash, deleting the whole damned thing.

At least I can say that 1.) I scared Rob Zombie, and 2.) He owns that doll.

BUT I am still mad about not having it anymore!!!