Celebrity run-ins
As star-crossed as I am in regard to outdoor sporting, I have an equally as poor record with celebrity run-ins.
When the ladies and I moved to Los Angeles, we stayed at the Producer's home for a few weeks. She lives in a neighborhood of LA called Silverlake. It's a trendy spot, so I guess you could call its inhabitants hipsters. They drive Volvos, some with converted engines that run on used fryer oil you pick up from your local fast food joint, strain, and dump into your car. They are homogenously fashion forward in a fuck-the-man way. They grew up on Social Distortion. They are much cooler than all the rest of us.
A few celebrities live in Silverlake, the ones who are too cool for the Hollywood Hills: the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Gwen Stefani, John C. Reilly and Traci Lords. Celebrity hasn't been all that interesting to me in the past, because I've never had the opportunity to meet one I respected. I've only mingled with the shit ones who don't make art. When I ran into Beck in a bar in SilverLake, I was an idiot. I circled around him, blubbering, getting no closer than four feet away at any time, willing myself to say hello and something really dorky like "I love your music." I know he's a Scientologist. I don't care. I circled until it became embarrassing, and then I left the club, and ran smack into Elvis Costello. I blubbered with him too.
The girls and I would walk past John C. Reilly's place on our way to the dog park. He has a French bulldog, and in passing it growls and nips at my dogs, Maxie particularly, who once took a chunk out of its ear. It was her first celebrity biting. She said she did it because she was dissatisfied with his piss-poor performance of "Mr. Cellophane" in Chicago. I couldn't hate on that.
I went to dinner with Robert Greene last night, and it was awesome until I took him to my car to meet Maxie and Murphy. And guess who got covered in dog piss? So embarrassing.
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You had dinner with Mr. Greene! I just peed myself reading that paragraph, so I completely understand. That is ridiculously exciting.
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at June 9, 2006 03:41 PM
Haha thanks Bunny.. I enjoyed this little blurb, but mostly how it got me to re-read the VMA story. It's now almost lunch time and I haven't been woken up by a co-worker yet. So who was the guy at the end who bought you the hair-bling and gave you his watch?
Posted by: chipstar at June 12, 2006 10:39 AM
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