‘Weird Al’ Yankovic once complimented me on my shirt.
Yeah, that’s about the best I can do…
My fiancé is Bryan Singer’s mother’s dental hygienist. Aren’t you all jealous? 
I’ve met some famous people, but just about all of them either in stage-door contexts or for interviews. So I’ll say something about John Waters: I saw Cecil B. Demented in theatres and liked it. Somehow, maybe at the movie’s Web site, I found an address to write to Waters. I told him that I very much enjoyed the movie, and that it had inspired me to go home and make some progress on a screenplay I was writing at the time. (I’ll finish the damn thing some day.) Some months later I received a postcard with a drawing of a porno theatre marquee on it, and a type-written message from the man himself, saying he was glad his movie inspired me to work on the script. I’m sure I still have it laying around in a box, I should go find it. I have my share of autographs but that’s more personal than most of them.
Speaking of Eve… hey Eve, I’m going to be back in New York in about two weeks. Would you like to have lunch some time? My e-mail is in my profile.
I spent a number of afternoons being driven about and gladhanding with *Alexa McDonough. I didn’t know she was allowed to say “pissed off.”
I’ve met Svend Robinson on a number of occasions; he phoned me personally to give his condolences on my dad’s death.
At the 2003 pride parade, I sashayed down René-Lévesque boulevard with Jack Layton, who can certainly hold his own in the sashaying department.
As a child, I had a leech removed from my foot by Gary Doer, who was one of my dad’s Grey Cup buddies.
I have twice testified in defence of Jaggi Singh.
I met Alicia Keyes when she was 17.
I’ve met tons of theatre people at stage doors, including Christopher Reeve (5th of July) and John Ritter & Henry Winkler (Dinner Party). I met Wayne Crady recently when he did “Chicago” and they practicularly had to hose me down. I also met up with and had a nice chat with Louise Pitre on Sunday September 11, 2001 when Mamma Mia! was in previews.
Did you mean Wayne “Is Wayne Brady Gonna Have To Choke a Bitch?” Brady?
White people love Wayne Brady because he makes Bryant Gumble look like Malcolm X.
Don’t you just love the (Dave) Chappelle Show?
My dad once installed a payphone at his dad’s bar.
My uncle’s ex-wife is Kirk Hammet’s cousin.
My mother-in-law was college roommates with a woman who went to high school with Teri Hatcher.
My brother-in-law’s friend appeared on Craig Kilborn’s show.
Most of the celebrities I’ve met were through hotels I worked at, but the most surprised and geekish I ever felt to recognize a semi-celebrity was when I checked in an attractive dark haired older lady and though “Oh my God! This is Rosemary!” (It was Rosemary Woodruff Leary, ex-wife of Timothy and a participant in the Bed-in for Peace [and one of the few people ever to flee to Afghanistan for freedom; I was just off of a big Leary kick [never did LSD if you’re wondering, and in fact would have supported Leary being put on the rack] and it was just an odd mini-theophany).
September 11th, 2001 was a Tuesday.
My mother went to high school with the original drummer from Tommy James and the Shondells. She also worked with a woman who went to high school with Mister Rogers. Now THAT was cool.
We have a picture of my sister with our Bishop Donald Wuerl (who’s kinda famous, at least to most Catholics), when the church’s children’s choir sang at the Cathedral.
That must have been some shirt.
I have always liked it. It’s got Inky, Blinky, and Clyde from Pac-Man on it.
I meant the 9th. It’s hard typing “September” without adding “11th.”
And if “chocking the white [woman]” is similar to choking a chicken, Wayne can choke me anytime.
Apparently, there is a person named Wayne Brady who has the catch phrase seen on this thread. I do not think I have ever heard of him, unless he is the same Wayne Brady as the stage actor and comedian, but I can find only one picture of the catch phrase using one, and I don’t think they are the same person. http://abc.go.com/primetime/whoseline/bios/wayne_brady.html
I am friends with Brad Meltzer – novelist, comic book writer, and writer of the TV show Jack and Bobby.
Writer of Identity Crisis. Can you give him a punch in the gut for me, and thank him for the plotholes? But sarcastically. REALLY sarcastically.
You forget you were also on stage with me (Hey, I’m a star, just not yet discovered.). And I was Woody’s roommate sophomore year in Crowe Hall. I also knew Leo Geter at school. He’s been in a ton of movies and TV shows; he’s one of those “oh, it’s THAT guy!” actors you recognize from shows but you can’t name. I also met Vincent Price when he was performing his Oscar Wilde show at our school, and he talked to the theatre crew after the show.
In addition, I met several celebrities when I worked at Phantom Ranch at the bottom of the Grand Canyon, like Paul Hogan and Danny Glover. I’ve also met Chubby Checker in Louisville when he was performing at a club, and he stopped by the store I was working in at the time. And I got a letter from Harlan Ellison thanking me for a response I wrote to an article he wrote in F&SF Magazine.
It’s the same guy. Wayne Brady’s reputation as a super-nice guy was lampooned on an episode of the Chappelle Show. The skit featured Dave Chappelle riding along with Wayne as he did a drive-by, picked up money from some of his working girls, killed a cop and committed other offenses.
“Is Wayne Brady going to have to choke a bitch?” came from the skit when one of the prostitutes only had $100 to give him.
During the skit Wayne comments on an earlier bit from the Chappelle Show when Negrodamus said “White people like Wayne Brady because he makes Bryant Gumbel look like Malcolm X.”
The show, and that skit in particular, is pee-your-pants funny.
I have seen brief clips of this show, and it never struck me as being particularily funny, but goddamnit, now I am going to have to catch each and every episode I can watch, just in hopes of catching this skit. 