I think astorian meant that Dick Sargent was gay. He was.
I have spoken with Steve Case. My mom is good friends with a popular recording artist that EVERYONE has heard of. My website has been mentioned on CNN Headline News, Redbook Magazine, numerous radio shows, numerous newspapers, and in Entertainment Weekly Pamela Anderson listed it as one of her 3 favorite sites.
And that’s good?? 
I was on Reach for the Top. Canadians will know what I’m talking about.
I made a version of my bubblewrap page after the Pamela Anderson thing with breasts that deflated when you clicked them, but I never made it public 
I made a commercial for “speed skates” when I was a kid at the TV station where Dad worked.
Yep, I was one of the kids playing with Happy Meal toys in some McDonald’s commercials back in the 70’s. My uncle worked for the ad agency, I made 5 WHOLE DOLLARS per commercial. I got ripped.
We got to keep the skates…
What were the other two?
And did she register? I mean geez, if it’s one of the top three, you’d think she’d drop by and say howdy.
I’ve interviewed a few writers (of the horror genre) and I email back and forth from time to time with one of them.
I chatted once with Diana Galbadon (in a chatroom with many other fans, but she did answer my question!).
Uhh…during WW11, my great-uncle was invited to swim in Bing Crosby’s swimming pool once. He attended a party Bing Crosby threw for GIs and took a dip in the pool along with Mr. Crosby.
Quite the talk of the hometown back then.
No other brushes with greatness other than that.
Now I know I’m getting old… I remember when we were only up to WWII.
Is it that picture of you in the kilt?
::makes plans to visit every post office in Holland::
I was called a “fucking bitch” once by a reader who didn’t like the score I gave a game I reviewed. Does that count? I’ve received complimentary emails from readers who like articles I’ve written, but I don’t think that quite qualifies as fan mail.
I think that other than those named here already, it’s doubtful that anyone here is famous, and if they are, we’re probably never going to find out. It would be interesting to learn that someone was a popular actor or something, but even if I did learn something like that in private, I wouldn’t share it.
I did shake hands with singer, Doug Supernaw once. That’s my only brush with fame.
I played in a band that opened for Ian Moore, and I just finished a song that will be in a slasher film that is going direct to DVD soon.
My dog used to belong to a serial killer.
Was this before or after the dollar values went up?
I’m Deepthroat
Here’s mine, in descending order of impressiveness:
– For a while after college, I lived with a guy who went on to be a fullback for the Atlanta Falcons (and still is, Bob Christian).
– Entering the NBC building in New York one day, I was in the revolving door simultaneously with John Lithgow (he was hosting SNL that night).
– Hi Opal!
– In the sixth grade, Senator Ted Kennedy came to our school and shook my hand. Pretty weak handshake, even to offer a twelve-year-old.
My father works for NPR. He’s Alex Chadwick, that guy who often hosts Morning Edition when Bob Edwards is sick/ on assignment. He used to host Weekend Edition and I think All Things Considered. He also writes lots of stuff for them and Nat’l Geographic and has been trying to start a TV show called Interviews 50 cents, which I won’t even try to explain right now. So I grew up knowing lots of NPR people (Lynn Neary rocks my world. Cokie Roberts does not.)
This also led to one of the most surreal experiences of my life, sitting in a tiny airport on Martha’s Vineyard singing showtunes with Scott Simon and Susan Stamberg.
Holy cow I produce movies!!!
I used to date Lindsey Buckinghams nieces roommate… does that count.
I cooked dinner for Trent and Cassandra Dilfer on several occasions when he was at CSUF.
Was in the local paper several times as an EMT.
You’ve got me beat by two.