Close Encounters of the
Name: Keelah R.
Cornell University, Ithaca, NY, Barton Hall
Friday, March 4, 2005
May 10, 2005
I go to Cornell University, and Jon came here on March 4th to do two shows
for our school. I saw them both because I am about as die-hard a fan as one
can possibly be, and after the second show, he did a Q&A with the audience.
He was golden the whole time -- he talked to one girl's friend on the phone
in front of everyone, and signed ticket stubs & copies of America: The Book.
I was the last question of the night, and my question was, "Can I have a hug?"
And his answer was, "Yes!"
So I raced up to the stage, and he hugged me twice. I bounced up and down like
an idiot from pure happiness, and he bounced up and down with me. I do remember
from the blur that he had pale stubble on his chin, was just as short as he
always says he is, and was very soft and cuddly and warm. He'd been running
around onstage for like four hours from the two shows, so I guess exerting the
energy kept him warm. He was wearing a long-sleeved greenish shirt beneath a
short-sleeved bluish one. His knees were bent, because I'm even shorter than
he is (I'm like 5'3"). He was wearing khaki pants.
I went up to the stage and stood there for a second just looking at him and
he had his arms open, and I bounced a little, and he bounced, and I just sort
of bounced into the hug and I hooked my chin on his shoulder. There was no arm-rubbing,
and I didn't smell anything at all. I am stuffed-up most of the time, so my
sense of smell isn't good -- a person has to smell really strongly of something
before I pick up on it, usually, and he didn't. So anyway, after the first hug,
he noticed my shirt. Cornell is in a town called Ithaca, and Ithaca is full
of gorges. So the town motto is "Ithaca is Gorges," and it's all over bumper
stickers and T-shirts here. So I had a shirt made that said "Jon Stewart is
Gorges" and wore it to the show. So after the first hug, he noticed it when
we broke apart, and he yanked the ends of the shirt down to straighten it out
so he could read it. Then he looked at me, and it was direct eye contact, and
I thought I would pass out. He looked kind of tired but he was smiling in that
way he has where only the ends of his mouth are up and his lips are closed.
Bemused -- that's the word for his expression. And he just looked so adorable
and was still so close to me that I went ahead and hugged him again. Then I
said something inane about how much I love him and how I watch his show every
day, but he was already moving away from me, and I think at one point he bounced
away, and I finally managed to get myself off stage, where my friend was waiting
to hold me up before I practically fainted into a chair. Like literally, my
knees just gave way. That's never happened to me before.
Oh, and according to my friend, he did in fact rub my back on the first hug.
Apparently, I was just too blissed-out to notice! And apparently, while I was
running up to the stage in the dorkiest way possible, he beckoned with both
his hands and had his legs spread out in a crouched "come and get it" kind of
position, like you would do if someone was about to attack you. A wise move
on his part!
As to the duration, I can only say not long enough!!! It was really, truly
one of the greatest moments of my life.
Compiled by Melly.
Added May 10, 2005.