Your story reminds me of one of Kathy Griffins stories about when she and Ann were both being interviewed on the Today Show:

Oooh I lurk on Gawker and you're one of my favorite commenters! You should come join the party over here more often :)

In the very, very early days of Match.com, I was living in LA and one of the people who emailed/contacted me from my profile was the guy who played Mike Teevee in the original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory movie (the awesome Gene Wilder one). He was nice but we never went on an actual date.

Robin Williams is one of my favorite encounters too. I went to the same school as one of his kids for a time and saw him on campus on a few occasions. He always had a captive audience and patiently entertained our wide-eyed requests for him to 'do the Mrs. Doubtfire voice.' He was so kind. There's a great image…

I don't think it was THE white Ford Bronco since it looked a bit new but it was definitely a white Ford Bronco. When the valet it pulled up to the curb my Dad was just like "you've got to be kidding. Jesus."

The thing I loved about Joan Rivers is she had that old school show biz work ethic. Like Vaudeville work ethic, where you take every damn job you can and the only real marker of success is a full calendar.

Really, any story that includes the phrase "in walks Wilford Brimley" should win by default.

About 20-ish years ago my friend Sara and I lived across the street from a middle-aged therapist and his wife. We didn't really know them, but one night we saw they were throwing a rager of a party. Hey, why not? The house was packed, the booze was flowing and I distinctly remember the movie "Caligula" was being…

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.…

Wilford Brimley will always live in my heart and mind as the 'diabetus' guy.

I met John Ritter in a bar and he asked me to hold his beer. Then he immediately yelled, "BARTENDER! THIS KID IS GETTING DRUNK OVER HERE!!", which made everyone in the bar turn and look, and me blush like crazy (I was 11). Then he bought me a water... which, errm.. was free. Because water. Also because open bar..…

It's not insane per se but it was the coolest thing ever! I've been chronically ill since 4. Loads of kidney problems, autoimmune disorders, etc. A lot of pain. A lot of sleepless nights. That's how I got into old movies. If you're in pain & awake at 4am TCM is the only thing on. I LOVE old movies. I pray to Bogart &…

Smoked pot with Willie Nelson and Dave Matthews. They're funny. Or maybe that was the pot.

Better late than never, and most definitely should've posted this story sooner but here it goes. I do promise this will make you smile.

I spent an incredibly surreal Father's Day dinner seated with my parents at a table next to OJ Simpson, his older daughter, the two kids he had with Nicole Brown, his mother, and some girlfriend that was probably younger than his oldest daughter.

All you New Yorkers with your "I was waiting tables and in walked so-and-so" stories. Well I was in Boone fucking North Carolina working 3rd shift at the Waffle Express (a Waffle House wannabe, if you can imagine) when in walks Wilford Brimley, the Quaker Oats man. He ordered an egg salad sandwich and a coffee and…

I used to work in the music industry, so I got to meet a lot of celebs. I worked a Rolling Stones record in the mid-late 90's and went backstage for the ensuing tour. The label representative intoduces me to Mick Jagger and as Mick goes to shake my hand, I jerk it back and do the line from the movie "My Favorite Year"…

I was working at a kid's bookstore when the DNC came to Boston, and a TON of celebs were in town for it, weirdly. I saw Larry King (no lie he was walking alone downtown, talking to himself), and one day at the bookstore a bunch of us workers were standing around, not being remotely helpful to any patrons, discussing…

While we're at it, I'd like to shoot the messenger some more.

To steal a quote from Jezebel I saw last night, if I can't send my kid anywhere with a PB&J sandwich for public health reasons, I shouldn't be allowed to send them anywhere without an MMRV.