I’m sure I’ve written about this before here, but I’ve had a harmless crush, along with several million other red-blooded American males, on Karen Allen ever since the late 1970s, and I’ve been bizarrely lucky in that one of the guys I work with is a pal of hers from before she became famous, and keeps up with her. Said friend has introduced me to her on one previous occasion (I’m sure in my previous telling I detailed the humiliation he heaped on me at that occasion, all in good fun, for everyone but me and Ms. Allen, not that I’m complaining–I got to meet her, after all, and there’s no humiliation too great to wipe out that pleasure).
But I got to meet her again briefly last night. There was a special showing of RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK last night, followed by a special midnight q-and-a session with Ms. Allen, afterwhich my colleague and I lingered to say hi. This time, he spared me the humiliation part, and simply introduced me. There was a crowd around, so no opporutunty for exrtended schmoozing as last time, but this was nonetheless a great night for me. She still looks fabulous, still has the same strong character and keen intelligence she shows in Marion Ravenswood, and Katy, and Jenny Hayden, plus that throaty voice and lovely smile.
That’s all. Just wanted to brag about achieving another one of my lifetime goals once more. Now I’m back to work on achieving all the rest–publishing my novel, having a one-man show in a gallery, finding out the truth about JFK’s assassination, etc.