I saw Ryan Stiles in an airport once. We were both on moving sidewalks, going in opposite directions, so I didn’t actually get to interact with him. He was talking on a cell phone anyway, and he looked rather unhappy.
I’m pretty sure that he didn’t check out my ass.
I’ve stood 20 feet away from Al Gore on the White House grounds.
Sen. Fred Thompson nearly ran me over in a crowded room. The man is a giant.
I crossed paths with columnist Clarence Page on the escalators at the National Press Club. I wanted to say something to him but it was too quick. I’ve heard he’s actually a pretty cool guy.
I got Adam West’s autograph at a car dealership appearance when I was about 5. I’ve since lost it.
I made eye-contact with Forrest J. Ackerman when he put in an appearance with Ray Bradbury for a local theatre performance of some of Bradbury’s one-act plays. I made a point of not going over to his table where he was signing autographs. I loathe “4E”, “Dr. Acula”, or whatever in the Hell he wants to call himself.
No asses were checked by either party in these instances.
George “Goober” Lindsey graduated from my college. He comes back for a film festival with his name on it every year. If anyone cares, or wants to come check his ass. :eek: :rolleyes:
Paul off YnR…my mom won a contest to have lunch with him…she gave the prize to me!
He’s much shorter in real life…and he really does wear suite jakets ALL the time!
Political:
Quick visual acknowledgement by the Shrub from 3 tables away back when he was Texas Gov.
Showbiz:
Brief conversation with Marshall Tucker band at post-event party, 1997
Processed insurance bill and dispensed medication to Teller (of Penn and…), 1987
Had a similar experience with Trent Lott in the Russell Senate Office Building. He came in really quickly and left without washing his hands.
When I was 8, I sang for the royal family. It was pretty exciting. It was when they visited Yellowknife for the Centennial. I was in my brownie uniform and it had a lil change purse and Prince Charles, touched it and asked what it was. Andrew was very dreamy.
When I was 15 I went to visit a friend of mine who lived in Las Vegas. Her grandmother and mine were best friends. I still can’t believe my parents let me go.
Her father was the president of Nevada Power and Light and she went to some hot shot private school, which meant nothing to me at the time. We went to a party and two boys asked us to go out in a limousine with them the following evening. None of us was old enough to drive, so we had to have a chauffer.
One of the boys turned out to be Andre Agassi. Weird, I know. I exchanged letters with him for a couple of years. He wasn’t famous at the time, but became so shortly after that. Kind of freaks me out to see him on tv now.
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Back in 1995, Marilyn Manson stage dived on top of me. His ass landed squarely on top of me - and I checked it out, if only because it was flying toward my head at light speed. I managed to block my head, but in doing so, ended up grabbing his ass.
Ummm…when I was a little little kid I met Jerry Mathers. I didn’t care much to see his ass then, and I wouldn’t now.
Colin
Despite being a die-hard Angeleno, I have remarkably few brushed with celebrity. My elementary school choir performed with Marvin Hamlisch. I rang up one of the dancers from the movie “A Chorus Line” (he was much bemused to see the soundtrack in the Bargain Bin). But the most incredibly cool thing of all …
I met, chatted with, shook hands with, got a picture taken with, and got the autograph of Dr. Demento!
Go me!
One of the janitor’s at my high school was (I imagine still is) Reggie White’s dad. You’re thinking, “Why in the hell would Reggie’s dad be a janitor?” Hell if I know. He was a sweeeeeeet man though. He worked with the Special Ed. kids a lot just 'cause he loved them so much…we actually dedicated the yearbook to him my senior year. It would have been really icky for him to have checked out my ass.
About two months ago, Evander Holyfield came into and ate at the Atlanta restaurant where friends and I were eating. I’m pretty sure he didn’t check out my ass, and I didn’t think to check out his, but by Jove, I did check out his ear.
A friend of mine asked me out to dinner about a year ago; we were going to eat and then go to the Jennifer Nettles’ Band concert. When I got to the restaurant, he had invited some guys I didn’t know. Halfway through dinner, I finally figured out I was eating with the band. All but Jennifer that is, but I met her backstage later. I knew my friend had played with them before, but it just didn’t register for some reason. Now, I see the drummer all the time around town. Nice guy. The drummer has a fine ass and the most beautiful blue eyes… he may have checked out my ass, not sure. He told me he likes my hair though.
Michael Stipes used to be a patient of the doctor I worked for, but he lives here in town, so it wasn’t the first time I’d seen him. My ass went unchecked, I’m pretty sure. By all accounts, I’m not his type.
A woman I used to be friends with interviewed Katherine Moenig and Ian Somerhalder for her website. As a huge Kate and Ian fan, I was majorly stoked. I have never met them though, so my ass was completely neglected.
The world wants to know. What’s Teller’s first name (or is that a state secret?)
As for my brushes with fame…when my ex-wife and I were on our honeymoon, we sat across from Matt Kuchar, the up-and-coming golf star, on the train. If he’d checked out my then-newlywed’s ass I would have punched him in the mouth.
Monica Lewinsky waved at me during her trip to Oxford. I wasn’t looking at her ass.
And, actually, I have met and spoken with Penn and Teller. They’re both funny guys and I laughed my ass off.
Bob Costas comes into our movie theater every once in a great while. He is ridiculously pleasant, smart, good looking, and short. He talked about space ghost with us.
He has a nice ass.
-New years eve 1997/8 I met Joey Buttafuocco (sp?) at the Rainbow in LA. One of the Nelson twins was there too.
-My dad and I ran into 1970s pitching phenom Mark “The Bird” Fydrich at Tiger Stadium, but I was only 8 so I was rather unimpressed.
-I saw Barry Sanders outside a nightclub in metro Detroit shortly after he “retired.” In my slightly-tipsy state I said something to him that at the time I thought was witty and smart-assey about his “retirement.” He did not give me a very nice look. And looking back I imagine it probably wasn’t very witty. He may have been cheking out my ass-- if only to mark the spot where he wanted to plant his boot.
-I just met Dennis Quaid at a media reception when he was in Motown to promote “The Rookie” a few weeks ago. He was there with the guy “The Rookie” is based on, Jim Morris. Quaid was very scrawny and very Hollywood. He didn’t acknowledge anyone at the reception until he finally sat down and began to answer questions, then he was pretty talkative, but once the session was over he just ignored everybody again.
-I met Detroit Pistons announcer George Blaha (impressive only to Michiganders…or maybe not), and former Piston guard Vinnie Johnson at a game once.
-My high school computer teacher was Corey Feldman’s aunt.
-The guy who played Huggy Bear on Starsky & Hutch’s son played Michigan football a few years ago, and I saw him at quite a few tailgate parties. Talked to him once too. A redhaired chick from one of the Real Worlds also went to Michigan and I saw her at tailgate once, and I checked out her ass. If anyone knows who I’m talking about (the little red-haired girl), could ya remind me what her name is.
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Being a huge wrestling fan, I have met, so far…Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, Trish Stratus, Taker, Kane, Mick Foley, Chris Jericho, Edge, Christian, Bubba Dudley, DeVon Dudley, Test, Albert, Scotty 2 Hotty and Brian Christopher.
Being a call center drone at a Visa/Mastercard issuer, I have dealt with celebrities, some nice and some not so nice. I did have a musician tell me I have a very nice voice though.
(I’m saving the best for last.)
I was on an airplane with Howard Cosell once.
A buddy of mine was at a wedding last weekend where Matthew Perry (of “Friends,” apparently) was a groomsman.
I got Dave Pirner’s autograph.
And a couple others, but the good one is:
You know Dick Sargent, from “Bewitched”? Aka “The Second Darrin”?
He was my great-uncle. My father’s uncle. He died in 1994, and he was a terrific, wonderful person: funny and charming and personable and always, always whip-smart. I met him four or five times I guess, and we used to write letters (pre-e-mail) occasionally. I sent him an invitation to my high school graduation, as one does to all one’s relatives, and he didn’t come, but he wrote me a long letter about his college days and how he had decided to become an actor. He was a terrific person, no matter how maligned he may be in popular press. I still miss him.
Heh. Figures.
Teehee!
Tell me more…details my friend!!! (I’m part japanese and might know a couple of celebrities and shows… :P)
You have no idea how jealous I am of you…NO IDEA!! UGH!! Define met…like did you actually talk to them…get their autographs…
I actually met Ken Shamrock (got his sig and a pic w/ him), also Ryan Shamrock, as well as (handygrrl should know her) Taylor from Tough Enough…she was so nice!!! She actually put her arms around me for our pic and when all I had was a pizza plate for her to sign, she went out of her way to go look for a pic she had of her and signed it for me…and yes, I checked out her butt…and a mighty nice one she had!!!
Reoch
Got a couple more…
“Ben Dover” & “Superdick” - but I’m not willing to offer any more info on THAT! :o
Roland Revron(Revlon?) - he’s an arsehole…
And I once bit Jeremy Beadle… very satisfying, but that withered hand is creepy close up!
My Hubby has met some interesting people, but he works in a very prestigeous jewellers…
Damn it. Who put that apostrophe there? Huh? WHO?!!
Well, I’ve interviewed/talked with/seen most of the punk bands that ever toured between 1982-85. Played DJ on the air at a college radio station with both DOA (really cool) and Red Hot Chili Peppers (stage persona on and they trashed another radio station the next day). These were not at the same time.
Met a lot of blues musicians including Muddy Water, John Lee Hooker and Little Milton.
Played pinball with Robin Williams in SF. He sucks at pinball. Although it was at a gay club, I did not check out his ass.
Met Governor Moonbeam way back in high school in 1975. Met Wavy Gravy too.
Pres Clinton made me miss happy hour owing to security at the Portman Hotel here in Shanghai. I had to wait about 90 minutes for him to leave the hotel. Could see him about 50 feet away.
Hong Kong stories: Governor Chris Patten’s driver, with Chris in the back seat, honked at me to get off the sidewalk in HK a couple years ago. I also met Richard Li in HK (big jerk, well he’s a little guy). Richard, although a billionaire, has a thing for Japanese women’s asses, especially the Asia Business News anchor. Also had dinner a few weeks ago with the guy that set up the Hong Kong dollar peg. Also watched the departure of Prince Charles and rest of the HK royalty as their ship floated by Heng Fa Chuen in HK.
Met OJ too, back when he was still a sports announcer.
Mark Mobius is the only really famous fund manager I’ve met. Actually, took buy orders from him (I don’t think he ever sells). I’ve met far too many fund managers and hedge fund people, but they arent real famous. He might have checked out my ass, but if he did, he was sly about it.
There’s more, but that’s all I can think off of the top of my head.