(via prophetized)
I shook Michael Moore’s hand in a gas station in Pinconning, Michigan. Talked with Ryan Adams on the streets of Pitsburgh, PA. Hung out with Bob Segar in Harbor Springs, Michigan. Saw Bill Laimbeer on a golf course and Larry Bird’s brother (Gary Bird?) in a hotel in French Lick, Indiana. Pretty sure I met Bozo the Clown when I was a kid. I might have high-fived Sammy Hagar once (or somebody who looked an awful lot like Sammy Hagar). I had Ted Nugent’s wife yell at me. And I used to house-sit for Chuck Norris.
Okay. Okay. At least two of those I made-up.
Tori Amos; Neal Casal, Jon Graboff and Chris Feinstein (the Cardinals - I’ve met Jon and Neal 2x…oh, and I kinda met Brad Pemberton but he ignored me. Fucker); Jon Fishman and Mike Gordon (Phish - I’ve met Gordon 3x); Kevin Smith; Maceo Parker; Howie Day (2x); John Medeski, Billy Martin and Chris Wood (Medeski, Martin & Wood…duh), John Scofield, and Andrew Vanwyngarden (MGMT). Oh, and I shouted all kinds of obscenities at John Rocker when he was playing for the Indians at Yankee Stadium. He was only about 50 ft. from us, getting into the back of his car after the game (he was either “too cool” to ride on the bus, or the rest of the team kicked him off of it for being such a dick). I didn’t technically “meet” him, but he definitely saw me and heard what I - and the rest of the crowd that began chanting with me - were yelling. He looked like he wanted to tackle me. For realz.
Wow…I’ve met a lot of famous Jon/John’s.
