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Liz — Tue, 13 Nov 2007 16:29:26 GMT

So, the other night I was standing on a street corner with some essay/short story/baby-blog writer after a live radio show, and Gordon from Sesame Street stopped next to us as his author-escort said something ass-kissie to the author I was with (whatever!). I was totally starstruck. What does one say to the gentle black man who practically raised them from inside a TV screen, and taught them to count, no less? "I love you, man!" I nearly shouted across the street.

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labgirl — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 18:22:34 GMT

When I was in college and working at a large, megamart retailer that shall remain nameless, Paul Simon came in to have the battery in his watch changed and I thought I was going to faint. I was so excited I couldn't say anything except "Thank you Senator".

Yeah, it was the former Illinois Senator, not the musician. I know I'm a dork. I own it. I work it.

Lisa

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GPAW — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 15:30:10 GMT

As I read your blog, I couldn't help imagining you saying all this as a reporter commentater on CBS' Sunday Morning or Sixty Minutes. Greater things are going to come to you!

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Melle — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 14:47:00 GMT

For full disclosure sake, most my great celeb encounters and experiences exist in my pre-parenting history (or just in my fantasies)(same thing actually), like when I hung out at Lenny Kravitz's Baldwin Hills home, or used to ride around New York City with KRS-One, or had Jonathan Silverman of the TV show Single Guy fame over to my Beverly Hills home. Right now, my main celeb brushes-with-greatness is with my own kids who are not only precious superstars in my own mind, but are actually little working actors. Maybe not so famous to you just yet, but I am breathless and starstruck by them every single day (okay, maybe breathless from yelling at them to clean their room for the ten thousandth time, but breathless none-the-less). Oh, and I just so happen to share this groupie mentally about my kids with their Godmother, who treats them more like stars then she does her own just-so-happen-to-be famous parents (Diana Ross and Barry Gordy). Oh yeah, and ditto on what BlitheringIdiot and Allie said, I really love that I know Steve Almond.

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Bags — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 14:37:53 GMT

I want the celebrity BFF you have! Grohl is my favorite because he is funny, real, fun and has a great energy about him. You are one lucky baby daddy!!!!

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tiffer — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 01:46:30 GMT

I'm totally jealous.

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sfwork — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 20:50:53 GMT

I heard Grohl on NPR too and loved him even more for being so... regular. (Why is that a good trait, by the way?)

As for you, Steve Almond, that was some hilarious writing. Your "ladies" as you put it are surely proud of papa

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EdgyMama — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 18:58:18 GMT

Ummmm, ADD Knitter, would your BFF be Michael Stipe, by chance?

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Whit Honea — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 18:20:32 GMT

Hey, and you namedropped FameCrawler too. Nice.

I loves me some Foo. Next time you and Dave get together call me!

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Linda Sands — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 14:04:21 GMT

I heard his interview on NPR with Terri Gross and he sounded just like you said-- a very real, very nice guy-- someone you'd want to be friends with even if he wasn't a celebrity- or, in spite of that fact.

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Allie — Wed, 07 Nov 2007 11:06:02 GMT

My celeb BFF would be, um, errrr...you?

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The A.D.D. Knitter — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 23:48:57 GMT

Since you asked: my celebrity bff is a bald singer from Athens, GA. For realz!

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BlitheringIdiot — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 20:25:46 GMT

So this one time? Steve Almond came to my town? To do a reading?

And I was like totally excited and fangirly because I've been reading his stuff for years, like almost to the point of stalkerdom, and the reading was okay, ya know, but the REAL prize was when I went to get my book signed. And despite all his swagger and what I'd thought was a little intellectual superiority, he was like the NICEST GUY IN THE WORLD.

I mean, it's like in US Magazine? Where they have that little segment like "Stars: They're Just Like US!" And there's pictures of Ben Affleck buying gas, and Tobey Maguire paying the gas bill?

And Steve Almond was JUST LIKE ME.

Except nicer. And friendlier. And better at being kind and gentle when the person he's talking to turns out to be a blithering idiot (since it's technically his fault that said person has becoming a blithering idiot). And more capable of saying things, during and after the reading that made me scramble for my ubiquitous pen and pad to write them down, because this was Shit Worth Thinking About.

Which is all true, btw, and all to say that hanging with Dave Grohl to you is like hanging with Steve Almond to me.

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EdgyMama — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 19:29:01 GMT

I love it when famous people actually are normal, like, parents and spouses and BFFs. So cool that you got to hang with Grohl!

I lived and worked in Aspen, Co., many moons ago for a charter school. While there I rubbed up against a number of celebrities with kidlings. But I'm afraid if I told those stories, I'd get sued. For the most part, the celebs I met were not models of healthy parenting. But, damn, the view from my office was astounding. Often as I sit in my tiny corner of our living room looking at the neighbor's house slowly falling down, one lead paint-infused chip at a time, I remember those views of the Rocky Mountains. Sorry, I'm a freelancer--I digress for a living.