I've been thinking about autographs, thanks to ongoing conversations with Natalie Whipple and Amy Spalding. So you can blame all this on them if you want. Note that I didn't TELL you to blame, but just...suggested. Gently.
Anyway. Autographs. I've always laughed at the concept of celebrity autographs, and on the rare occasion when I have met A Famous Person, I haven't bothered getting one. Except for when it comes to books. Try to borrow one of my signed copies, and I suddenly turn all neurotic: "You want to borrow that? Uh...okay. But you realize it has my name in it, right? Written by the author? He BREATHED on that book. So if you want to borrow it, you have to keep it coccooned in saran wrap at all times, and keep it in a safe when you're not reading, and...."
A little silly, huh?
And why do we covet a piece of paper with a name written on it anyway? Especially since 99% of them are completely illegible and could be written by a monkey just as prettily. Why don't we collect fingerprints? Or a strand of hair, which would provide the added benefit of making DNA cloning possible when such technology is developed? Although really famous people would then all be bald, so that probably isn't such a great idea.
So do you have any autographs you particularly cherish or one you'd kill to have? My first lit-autograph was Gwendolyn Brooks, and it still gives me warm fuzzies. And I'd kill for a Terry Pratchett. Not like he really needs a link, but I'm link-happy today.