Yesterday I nearly collided with John Goodman. A car in a cross-street ahead of me pulled a little too far into the intersection. I swerved, he reversed, and truth to tell, neither of us was ever in any danger. Wholly unremarkable until I caught a good look of the driver looking rather sheepish back at me.
Any other recent brushes out there?
Yesterday I was walking around Stanford with my hubby & roudy kidlets. We were all holding hands and being generally goofy, when a young gal walked past and smiled at us. My husband said, “She reminds me of Chelsea Clinton.” I said, "She is Chelsea Clinton. He didn’t recognize her because her hair is now brown and she’s a lot prettier than he thought.
Her SS guys were about 20 feet behind her, dressed like college kids with shorts, baggy shirts, etc.
My 10yr old daughter was awestruck and wanted to say “hi” but we wouldn’t let her.
She was going to the library.
She looked sweet.
Sandra Bullock walked past me at Dulles Int’l Airport.
She was filming “Forces of Nature”, and I was helping my parents get a ticket on SpanAir to Europe. The crew had a roped-off area in that corner of the terminal, including a “rope corridor” for cast and crew to use. Between takes, she exited the area. I was standing by the corridor, we made eye contact, and she smiled slightly.
A couple of years ago, I passed her high school every day on the way to work: Washington-Lee HS in Arlington, VA.
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I have quite a few (documented on various threads throughout this board I think), but reading the John Goodman thread made me think of another brush (more likely a bump) with greatness.
I was walking through downtown Atlanta during college, passing the large Georgia-Pacific building. As I came to the corner of the building, I was turning left, so I cut it pretty sharply. Coming in the other direction, a female was ctting her right hand turn sharply at the corner and we collided. Didn’t do much to me, but it knocked her to the ground since I was about twice as big. Helped her up, apologized, she basically said “No Problem”, at which point I realized it was Nancy Kerrigan.
Good thing I avoided her pesky knees.
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Well, I have already shared my exciting cross country flight with Bob Eubanks. And then there was the time I stood in line at Starbucks right in front of Kristin Scott Thomas.
Let’s see… I once told Dan Ackroyd that he needed to use another door to get into a restaurant.
And, although this will be meaningful only to folks in the DC Metro area, I once played nine holes of golf with Wendy Reiger.
Yes, it’s a star-studded adventure, hanging out with me!
Last month, I spent two hours at a craps table at the Taj Mahal in AC passing the time with Drew Barrymore. She was new to the game, and I was able to chat with her a bit.
I regret now that I didn’t engage her in any “real” conversation; but I didn’t want to come across as a typical drooling fan. She was having such a fun time, and since it was about 2:00 AM and no one else seemed to even know she was there, I thought she might want to keep it that way.
The truth is, I’m not one to get caught up in the whole celebrity thing; but Miss Barrymore has always been on the top of my list. (Yes, you could call it a crush, I guess). Maybe, that’s why I went overboard on being cordial instead of asking for autographs and such.
At one point, she actually touched my arm in a playful manner. Whoa. (Of course, when I tell this story in 20 years, we’ll have gone up to her room together to talk and such!).
It has been quite a few years, but Evel Knievel called me from his boat, the “Evel Eye I” (spelling assumed). He sounded a little sauced at the time, but since he was in port at the time it was understandable.
Probably more interesting to leave the story as-is, but the explanation: I was a still-in-college police dispatcher at the now-defunct Cape Canaveral Police Department. He was calling to complain that some ne’er-do-wells were out near his boat with a shotgun.
In Cape Canaveral, we got lots of weirdos calling, including those referring to themselves as J. Edgar Hoover, MacArthur, and the like. When I got this call, I said (to myself, thankfully) “yeah, right.”
The officer who went there got the autographed poster; I got nothing.
I almost failed to recognize Dick Cavett, despite the fact that he was here (where I work) to participate in an event (which I helped organize). If I hadn’t thought his voice sounded awfully familiar, I would never have realized it was him. Luckily, I figured it out while talking to him and avoided embarrassing myself.
My boss, however, told me later that she had the same problem (she was running this event) and actually said something like, “I know I know you but I can’t place you!”
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I grew up in southern California. Those pesky movie and t.v. people are all over the place out there.
Running into them all over the place is bad enough, but ever try to go to school with them or worse yet - the children of famous people. For example: Laura Avalon was a stuck up bitch in 8th grade. I sure hope she’s over it by now. 
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You got that right! But her sister was pretty nice. She came out to the Renaissance Faire once in a while.
You got that right! But her sister was pretty nice. She came out to the Renaissance Faire once in a while.
You got that right! But her sister was pretty nice. She came out to the Renaissance Faire once in a while.
Here’s mine:
#1) I met Joan Cusack once. She was in a play I went to see, and I met her afterwards. She was an incredibly sweet person.
#2) I was standing in front of an FAO Schwartz window at a mall. This guy backed into me. I turned around and he kinda said, “Oh, sorry.” This guy was SO tall. He was the tallest person I’d ever seen. As the guy walked away, I mentioned the guy’s incredible height to my husband. My husband says, “Duh…that was Luc Longley from the Chicago Bills.” (I’m not too into basketball…can you tell?)
#3) Last February, I went to pick up my husband at the airport. It was, like, the last flight in. On my way to the concourse, this guy bumped into me. Right next to him was James Brown. The security woman was ecstatic. She ran after him and got his autograph.
So, aren’t you all jealous of me now?
Here’s mine:
#1) I met Joan Cusack once. She was in a play I went to see, and I met her afterwards. She was an incredibly sweet person.
#2) I was standing in front of an FAO Schwartz window at a mall. This guy backed into me. I turned around and he kinda said, “Oh, sorry.” This guy was SO tall. He was the tallest person I’d ever seen. As the guy walked away, I mentioned the guy’s incredible height to my husband. My husband says, “Duh…that was Luc Longley from the Chicago Bills.” (I’m not too into basketball…can you tell?)
#3) Last February, I went to pick up my husband at the airport. It was, like, the last flight in. On my way to the concourse, this guy bumped into me. Right next to him was James Brown. The security woman was ecstatic. She ran after him and got his autograph.
So, aren’t you all jealous of me now?
Here’s mine:
#1) I met Joan Cusack once. She was in a play I went to see, and I met her afterwards. She was an incredibly sweet person.
#2) I was standing in front of an FAO Schwartz window at a mall. This guy backed into me. I turned around and he kinda said, “Oh, sorry.” This guy was SO tall. He was the tallest person I’d ever seen. As the guy walked away, I mentioned the guy’s incredible height to my husband. My husband says, “Duh…that was Luc Longley from the Chicago Bills.” (I’m not too into basketball…can you tell?)
#3) Last February, I went to pick up my husband at the airport. It was, like, the last flight in. On my way to the concourse, this guy bumped into me. Right next to him was James Brown. The security woman was ecstatic. She ran after him and got his autograph.
So, aren’t you all jealous of me now?
I almost walked right into Winona Ryder in my hometown once. Coincidentally, she’s also from my hometown (Petaluma, CA). She looked like she was in a pissy mood.
The Chelsea thing reminded me: the daughter of a close friend of my mom, who was MY close friend growing up although we rarely see each other now, goes to Stanford. She’s buds with Chelsea, and had her over to her house for lunch a couple weeks ago. I heard that Chelsea is going to take next year off of school and go live with her mom. Let’s see if that’s actually going to happen.
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