I was near the front of the first line so I got to see them go in. Linnell was first (he was wearing his glasses and continued to do so for the whole night, which thrilled me) and waved and smiled when a few of us yelled at him. Flansburgh was a couple of minutes later. He came over with a box of Mink Car albums and handed out about 6--"Here, buy some too."
Once we got inside I spent a few minutes just staring at John, close enough to say something if I wanted to (they hadn't started playing yet) but too stunned to do so. Eventually I asked him if it would be a problem if I took pictures (since I was so close). He shook his head and said, "Nope." Flans said "Yeah, take lots of pictures!"
Also, right before they started I tried to tell Linnell that his shoe (well-worn off-white Converse hightops with the plastic ends of the laces broken off) was untied, but he ignored me. The only other thing of interest I can recall at the moment (other than obsessive-ish observations about John) is that when the guy in front of me was trying to get his CD signed Flans handed it back to him cos the plastic label on the top wasn't broken. I said "But we thought you could open it using your superpowers!" (yeah, I get so witty when I'm around cool people). He laughed. "Well, we don't have any of those..."