What was your last interaction with a famous person?
Well, we have to mention my run in with Bono… even though it technically doesn’t count. So, let’s start there. I was in San Fran a fall or two ago for a very very big business conference (Dreamforce) and they had bought up the whole town. Huey Lewis literally played right in the middle of the street they shut down. Sean Penn was there to get into fights with hotel patrons, and they bought up the baseball stadium to have Green Day come and play for everyone for free.
As I was walking through one of the big conference thingies, I spotted Bono. Not someone who looks like Bono, mind you, but motherfuckin Bono his goddamn self. I love U2, and I love Bono. Bono gets too much shit for being overexposed… and he IS… but he uses that literally to solve the world’s problems. I have seen them a lot, and I think they may be the best rock back in production right now. Not saying they are my favorite band, or that I saw them on their last tour. BUT…if someone comes to America and wants to know what a big production of a great rock and roll band us… you give them U2. Given that I was rubbin’ uglies with Huey Lewis, Billie Joe, and Sean Penn… it was not too much of a stretch to think I was within the same breathing air as his Bono-ness.
Shit, I already told this story, didn’t I?
Spoiler, it wasn’t Bono. It was Pavel. Pavel, btw, is a good dude. I have corresponded with him. I posted this anecdote on Facebook and my buddy Eddie had the greatest comment. He said “you met the Pavel? In person? That is huge, and everyone knows ‘Bono’ is just a big Pavel impersonator!”
So… we can’t count that one, can we? How about Dave Barry? Up for a Dave Barry story? We chatted about dogs, and he was thrilled I had not only a ‘regular dog’, but a ‘small emergency back up dog’ as well. We were taking selfies and he looked at my blackberry (so yeah… that kinda dates me. Maybe this was about ten years ago?) to see our pictures. My wallpaper was my doggies, so we talked about that. Am I boring you? Why don’t you tell me your Dave Barry story? Exactly. I am CERTAINLY not telling you my Johnny Depp story. Not with that attitude. After I am done not telling you my Depp story, you will next NOT get to hear about hanging out with Ralph Steadman.
- was that boring to you? Did you want to tell your Dave Barry story? How about your Johnny Depp story? Do you have one? Well, I do… and I ain’t sharing it now!
You know that girl in your elementary school class that was really obsessed with horses? What is she doing with her life now?
She married me, and we have horses. It’s much less romantic than they showed in movies. Our horses have saved exactly ZERO children almost swept away by ravaging flood waters.
What is the most pretentious hobby?
Playing guitar in a rock band? Is that pretentious? Or, maybe just sad and middle agey? hmm. what else do I do? Oooh, I like to collect aged books. I would almost just a rather carefully thumb through a 125 year old first edition hard back than look at boobs. ALMOST.
One day I will tell you the good story of the book I found at goodwill for a $1. It was called ‘Presidents I Have Known’ How is that for pretentious? Anyhow, I bought it because it was beautiful. The book, I mean. It was a well worn, a hard back, and a first edition. Plus, with a title that pompous… I simply had to have it. This is book porn… especially for 25 cents! THEN… I get it home and it is inscribed by some dude wishing some dude the best. For shits and giggles (my fish) I googled the name. The guy whom is it inscribed to was the wealthiest and most important guy in America at the time. I wish I remember the name, but I don’t… and I ain’t at home. And the guy who hand wrote the beautiful inscription was the author his damn self!
I guess you can scratch that ‘one day’ part above, since I mostly just told you that story.
Wait… are you asking my most pretentious hobby? Or, just in general. Guess what? This questions is over now. SHELVED for being unspecific.
… ok, I thought of something. The most pretentious thing I can think of is being the prevost of a polo mallet museum. Really, prevost of anything would do the trick.
What is your favorite debunked conspiracy
Hasn’t even conspiracy been debunked? In fact, is that not the definition of ‘conspiracy’. I would have to go with the moon landing. People not only don’t believe we went there, but they are SUPER vested in their opinion. At the end of the day, who cares? Let’s say the govt did lie about the whole moon landing? How EXACTLY does that impact your day to day life? Even if the govt copped to it, and even apologized… would you get cheaper gas? Or a month off rent? Or a couple days off of work? No. So get over it.
I should note I can not write off all conspiracies as the work of loonies with too much spare time. I am still actively wondering what the hell happened with the Kennedy assassination. Like most Americans, I am settled about this much – I am not sure what happened, but I am about 90% confident that the version they fed us as the truth is NOT what happened. Even went to Dallas to see Dealey Plaza. That was awesome, and you should go!
I guess what we can take away is if you believe in govt conspiracies you are a sad little man… UNLESS… you believe in the same ones I do.
What is your favorite random Wikipedia article?
Well, if it were my favorite, wouldn’t it not be random? This feels like entrapment. This question is SHELVED for editorial negotiation!
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