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Oh, I've got another! One time, I heard Bill Clinton would be up in San Francisco signing his memoir and even though it was hours away and would be a whole thing, goddamnit, I wanted my book signed by Bill Clinton.

My office is on a shared floor in a rather fancy pants office building in Las Vegas. This is a nice building— a famous tennis player has an entire floor and even our floor is regularly peppered with interesting characters walking in to meet with random businesses. One day, the secretary quietly knocked on my door,

It's been a long week, so I appreciate that. I've had a lot of celebrity encounters in my life—Kevin Bacon, Jane Curtin, Sam Waterston (who came over to my house to read to me from a Roald Dahl book)—but this was probably the strangest.

This is the best story I got:

Ringo Starr yelled at me in an airport when I was seven years old.

Lived in NZ throughout the Hobbit Filming. Basically saw the whole cast out and about at one time or another.

Lived in the neighborhood in Wellington where many of them stayed.

Had a nice chat about the weather with Ian McKellen. He is truly delightful. My son had many conversations with him over time; I always gave

More cute than insane. Waiting back stage at the Kennedy Center Honors, just me and Tom Hanks. He was waiting for his cue to enter, and I was the first to places for the choir entrance. Mr. Hanks was watching the backstage monitor as the house camera panned the audience. When the camera landed on Rita Wilson, Mr.

my step dad swears up and down that he stood next to Clint Eastwood at the urinal in Clinton restaurant in Carmel, CA. I think he's full of shit though.

I had a strange encounter with Tom Waits. Is there any other kind?

My coming of age concert was fo sho Blink 182, Jimmy Eat World, and mother fucking GREEEEEEN DAAAAAAY. God, I had such a crush on Billie Joe Armstrong. #DreamBoat

Yes, hopefully this works! I was really unhappy with my official wedding photos, these were taken by a family friend.

Never call 911 if you are halfway through your book and misplace it.

The dispatchers are trained to give you plot spoilers.

This is adorable and utterly charming. If I worked in that kitchen, I would laugh my head off, then give his pizza extra attention to make sure it was absolutely perfect!

Similar story: I had dyed black hair that clashed with my skin tone, and to wanted to go purple, another color that makes me looks washed out and sallow. I had about two inches of root at this point. I bought Punky Colors bleach and bleached it, but it turned my roots blonde and my other hair orangutan Orange. Rather

My favorite hair story: my mom's best friend's kid was about three. One day her mother enters a room to find her scissors in hand with her hair lying in heaps on the floor. She freaks out and asks her, "Honey, why did you cut all your hair off with those scissors?!" And she replies, "Because I didn't have a sword!"

OMFG. I can't believe I forgot this one - when I was like, 15, I started shaving my pubes into shapes. Like hearts and stars. I used to outline the shape with eyeliner before I got into the shower to make sure I got it right. I wasn't even sexually active, just really ambitious with my little baby bush.

My mother decided that nothing would be prettier than a semi permanent bright red rinse in my ginger hair. So she walked in and squirted it on me WHILE I WAS IN THE SHOWER.

THIS IS THE BEST NEWS!! so excited for this sideblog.