Brushes With Fame
By: Mr. Wilson on
June 19, 2007
Yesterday's post by Scott Adams made me try to think if I have ever had a close encounter of the celebrity kind in Lincoln. I haven't, as far as I can recall. Have you?
My only real celebrity close-encounter was the time I nearly stole Larry King's cookie at the Rose Bowl. I had a press pass for taking photographs of the Cornhusker Marching Band's pre-game and halftime performances from the roof of the press box. I was thinking about picking up this cookie when Larry King himself appeared from nowhere, said "I forgot my cookie", and then disappeared into one of the private suites with his reclaimed dessert.
Edited to add: I can't believe I forgot this story. One day while I was in grad school a couple friends and I ate at Yia Yia's. As we left, we brushed shoulders with a small group of people headed inside. One of my friends froze and stared. I asked what was up. "You don't know who that was? That was Connor Oberst. Bright Eyes. You guys don't know him?" We didn't. Then my friend did one of the strangest things I've ever witnessed. He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and dreamily said "Oh man, you can still smell him."