Run-ins with the Rich and Famous.

[dojoboy]

Okay, this is no ****.

While serving as a US Peace Corps Volunteer in the Eastern Caribbean, I decided to go for a run on the beach with my dog, Hannah. I walked the mile or so from my home to where the path breaks off down a "dirt" road toward the beach.

Along the "dirt" road, there were several rental jeeps with HUGE camera lenses strewn inside of each one of them. As I neared the beach, I noticed a Nevisian minister whom I knew talking with several men. I paid little attention and went on with my run.

On my way back in, along the beach, Hannah, my dog, took off running for some people on up ahead. She is very friendly, but she looks vicious. I yelled ahead saying as much. When I reached the people, Hannah was jumping around with two young boys and a woman. Also, there were three men in suits around us. The boys loved Hannah. We chat aimlessly for a moment, then I head back home.

Once home, I change clothes and head for the capital, Charlestown, by foot. As I step out on the main road, the only road, a truck passes by with the woman and boys in the back. They all wave, as I do in return.

That night, while lyming at a local run shack, I learn that Princess Di is on the island. I'm dumbfounded! It never dawned on me during the exchange of conversation at the beach. Every clue was there, including the person herself. Later, I just figured she was grateful for a genuine moment in her life.

Well, that's my encounter with fame.

[chequita guevara]

I met Roger Ebert at a coffee shop. I saw him out of the corner of my eye without realizing who he was, and was a little startled because I didn't expect anyone to be there. Turned and looked, and he smiled at me and said hi.

I had my language corrected by Oprah when I was at Barnes and Noble. I was sitting in a chair, reading. I looked up and there was Oprah standing right in front of me. I said, "Oh my God," and she says, "Oh my gosh" and continues on her way.

When I was a little kid, I met an astronaut. Don't know which one. I had his autograph, but it got lost.

I met Santa Claus a couple of times.

[Boris Godunov]

Had a lot in NYC--celeb sightings happen routinely there, naturally. Such run-ins aren't worth going into detail, but included Johnny Cochran, Bernadette Peters, Monica Lewinsky, Bill Bradley, Ed Koch and many others

Probably my most extended brush with celebrities was when a good friend of mine invited me to the opening night of Bea Arthur's one-woman show (his bf was managing the theater). We had front row seats and then went to the after party at Sardi's. So I chatted with celebs like Rue McClanahan (who I also met when she hosted ****** Fued at one of the gay bars ), Valerie Harper, Phil Donahue, Rosie O'Donnell, Michelle Lee, Charles Bush, Nana Visitor and others.

I did have drinks with Danny Pintauro thanks to a mutual friend and attended his Halloween party one year in the West Village. I also had drinks with Gordon Jump, of all people, who came to see a show my roommate had produced because his daughter was in it. I also attended a party where Jerry O'Connell was present.

Now that I'm in Portland, looks like my days of celeb hobnobbing are over.

[Boris Godunov]

Duh, how could I forget: A good friend of mine is married to Meryl Streep's housekeeper. So I met Meryl twice up in CT and even crashed in the basement of the Streep's Manhattan townhouse a few times when hanging out with my friend.

[chequita guevara]

Oh, right. I met Jenny Jones, and shared an elevator with Jerry Springer.

[dojoboy]

Originally posted by chegitz guevara
... and shared an elevator with Jerry Springer.

Did his check bounce?

[pchang]

I used to hob nob with celebrities all the time when I lived in Los Angeles. But, those days are long gone.
It started off with Alex Haley and Ray Bradbury when I was a kid. Then, it moved on to Leonard Nimoy, Magic Johnson, Shaq, Kathy Ireland (her natural voice was really annoying - she has worked on it a lot), and the girl who played Buffy the Vampire Slayer among others. An then there are the freaky things like eating dinner two tables over from OJ Simpson and Nicole Brown two days before the murder (Broadway Deli in Santa Monica).

[Kontiki]

I haven't had much significant contact with celebs (unless you count big time lawyers or coporate execs, but who does that?) but running into stars is reasonably common in Toronto. Off the top of my head: Lucy Lu, Rosario Dawson, Slash and Duff McKagan (formerly of G'n R, now Velvet Revolver), more NHL players than you can shake a stick at, Michael Douglas, Denzel Washington, and a whole bunch of Canadian celebs like Ron MacLean, Christine Cushing, Sarah Richardson and pretty much every VJ on Much Music.

[BeBMan]

I only met Joschka Fischer, our foreign minister, on the street.

And Ted Striker, on Poly

[Tuberski]

A bunch of professional bowlers when I was younger.

EDIT: Fixed a TV in George "The Iceman" Gervin's hospital room a couple of month's ago.

ACK!

[Mrs. Tuberski]

Took pictures with kerry von erich and bryan adams when i was 14, rode in the elevator with david robinson his wife and i had kids at the same time same hospital i was going down to smoke stumbled drunkly backstage into bruce dickinson at an iron madien concert and last but not least ran into george hamiliton in hawaii two months ago.
I forgot I assisted in the back surgery of a wwf wrestler. chris beniot

[Dis]

I have met no famous people and I'm proud of it.

**** famous people. They are no better than the rest of us. I'd rather meet a bum on the street than Paris Hilton.

[General Ludd]

I worked with Vera Frankel, if you count art stars.



And I ate dinner in the same room as David Suzuki once.

[Mrs. Tuberski]

Originally posted by Dissident
I have met no famous people and I'm proud of it.

**** famous people. They are no better than the rest of us. I'd rather meet a bum on the street than Paris Hilton.

Me too Im not imprrssed by famous people I didnt even speak to one of the folks I mentioned, who i was with did, except david robinson i was alone and hell i just had a baby 5 hours earlier i didnt care if he was the president of the us.

[Solomwi]

I've shared a Hong Kong elevator with Jerry Brown, slurred an extremely drunken greeting to Coolio in Austin, had a beer with Charles Barkley on a few of occasions in the last year or so in various bars around Birmingham, sat amongst Jack Nicholson, Steven Spielberg, John Lithgow and John Havlicek at the 1996 gold medal basketball game, threw a football with Lewis Grizzard (see JohnT's OP disclaimer ) on St. Simon's Island and had several other more normal encounters (such as talking to Bo Jackson for a few minutes at an Auburn bar).

One that stands out, though, is the night my brother, two friends and I went to Sammy's, a strip club in Birmingham. As we're enjoying a pitcher of beer and the show, one of my friends, a big wrestling fan, elbows me and says, "That's Kevin Nash!", then points toward the wall, where I see this huge guy crutching his way back to his table from the stage. Well, not being enough of a wrestling fan to realize how in awe I was supposed to be, and having a few beers in me at the time, I decide to go over and say hello. When I speak to him, he's as nice as can be, so I point back toward the friend that recognized him and make something up about him being too piss scared to say anything. Nash tells me to bring the whole table over, and actually invites us to sit down and shoot the breeze with him. We wound up talking to him through three or four rounds, one of which he bought. I've never seen a celebrity seem to actually enjoy talking to fans (well, at least one of us was a fan) as much as he did. It was pretty cool to me, but it absolutely made my friend's year.