I… uh… have **Wil Wheaton’s ** autograph?
:eek: I hope he was kept away from your grandmother. In case anyone is in the mood for an explanation, see the excellent film, based on his life. http://imdb.com/title/tt0093253/
Oh, and to stay on topic, my grandfather worked at Los Alamos back in the day. He was a geneticist, but they needed all the disciplines they could. Oh, and he knew Kurt Vonnegut, who wrote him into one of his books, or so he tells me. I find the writing style too depressing.
I had no idea who she was, so I checked IMDB. She’s appeared in more than 400 films. I reckon I’m the only person left who hasn’t had sex with her.
Eeeuuuuww.
My dad’s cousin, Bob Beemer, won his 3rd oscar this year for Ray (sound).
He’s a pretty laid-back guy. I always talk to him at family reunions.
. . . Just dashed off a note to “dear Livvy” and will drop it in the mail come lunchtime.
(Off to stick pins in my Joan Fontaine voodoo doll)
. . . and, oddly enough, he was also wearing a Girl Scout uniform . . .
Well, let’s see…
I once waited on Tennessee Williams at the Pier House in Key West. He was a lovely sweet man.
I also waited on Jerry Spence and his wife. He was that Wyoming Cheerleader’s defense attorney. His wife wasn’t very nice.
I attended F. Lee Bailey once when he was filing papers in the MA Supreme Court Clerk’s office.
Anybody remember Warren Oates? He hit on me one night in a bar in Saratoga Springs where he was filming a movie.
Oh, yeah, and I chated briefly with John Melloncamp in line at a supermarket where he was filming part of a video. Also a very nice guy.
Just this weekend my kid met and had a long chat with Ernest Borgnine and was really miffed cause his friends didn’t know who he is.
I had dinner with Bob Geldof in Athens (Greece, not Georgia) back in 1990. I never did properly thank him for it. I’ll have to ring him up and catch up one of these days.
I met Johnathan Winters when he crawled the length of the restaurant under the tables to mine.
My friend, Jen is Michael Gruskoff’s daughter. She’s cool he’s a jerk.
I dated Jose Feliciano for a while. Yes, I started as a groupie.
I partied with the Broadway cast of A Chorus Line when they were in Kansas City. ( my seat was next to the “director” out in the audience)
I met Robert Kennedy when he was campaigning for Jack. I was a “young Democrat” in high school and volunteered for the local Democratic party’s “get out the vote” drive.
I took care of a nationally known unlimited hydroplane race driver after he flipped his boat during a Gold Cup Race. Ethics preclude dropping that name. Patient confidentiality.
I used to hang out with the members from Bon Jovi regularly and I had sex with one of the members sister.
When I was an auto mechanic I fixed Danny Aiello’s car.
At a Howard Stern book signing in Philadelphia I talked to Jay Leno and had my picture taken with him.
I beat Stuttering John in a beer drinking contest.
I sat next to Ace Frehley at a Bon Jovi concert.
I jumped on stage and sang with Vince Neil at a Motley Crue concert.
I smoked a certain substance with Ben Vereen’s daughter.
…to the extent that it matters to anyone at all.
Bassist for The Tragically Hip lives about 10 doors down from me. Lead guitar lives a couple of blocks around the corner. When they aren’t touring, I see them around the neighborhood, taking their kids to the park, pickup softball etc.
We got the bassist’s chinese food order by mistake once (long story) but the restaurant came back to the house and snatched it from me just as I was coating up to walk down the street and say “hidy”.
I shook hands with James Garner once; also Tom Brokaw at a later date.
I knew **Ayn Rand **for about a year, back in the '60s. We did lunch many times, and once she invited me to a party in her apartment, where I sat next to Alan Greenspan, whom Rand called “The Undertaker.” Like almost eveyone else in her life, I was eventually denounced for being “hopelessly irrational.” But I did come away with a set of signed first editions of her novels.
One of my exes was a friend of Stephen Sondheim, whom I met twice.
I once helped **Barbra Streisand **decide on a set of towels in Bloomingdale’s.
My mother went to school with Jerry Siegel, who was one of the creators of Superman.
And the best: I once had sex with an extremely major Jeopardy! champion. And no, I won’t say who it was.
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I’m an official groupie of Nils Erickson. The other groupie is his girlfriend, my step-sister.
My mother’s friend’s friend is Ursula K. LeGuin.
One of my brother’s professors would have been Secretary of Defense if Al Gore had won.
Coolest celebrity sighting ever: my friend once saw Wallace Shawn at the New York printmaking studio where she’s interning.
Oh, and finally, my roommate’s grandfather was a well-known rabbi, and there’s a street in New York named after him. Finally, an excuse to do this: ;j
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I dated Erin Cohen (stage name Erin Daniels) for six months or so when we were both in High School. Her most current claim to fame is playing Dana Fairbanks on the show The L Word. She was also the mistress who was held at knifepoint by Robin Williams in One Hour Photo.
(Freakier than seeing an ex-girlfriend appearing naked in a movie is seeing all the creepy fansites devoted to her. I bet I’d be quite the star guest poster on some of those forums).
I met George Carlin on an elveator in Vegas.
Before she wa famous I had three dates with Maxine form En Vogue.
I was tele-interviewed by Ted Koppel on nightline when was 17, I feel asleep during the interview.
When I lived in West Oakland I shared a backyard fence with MC Hammer (he was still a bat boy for the A’s then).
My grandmother was good friends with Della Reese in High School.
My Mom has tons of pics with a who’s who of Motown performers. She worked at a popular record store in Detroit at the time.
I can top this. I have Siddig El Fadil’s autograph 
Oh, my brother is good friend’s with one of Harry Truman’s nephews, I once stood three feet from Ronald Reagan when he came to Columbus, in '84 (I think), and I walked past Chris Wallace (Mike Wallace’s son) in the airport in Nashville once. Also met Waylon Jennings and Johnny Cash, and met the guy who wrote Don’t Bogart That Joint.