Showing posts with label celebs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label celebs. Show all posts
09 March 2010
PaleyFest: Seth McFarlane & Friends
If the Cougar Town panel was disappointing, then tonight's Seth McFarlane panel totally made up for it. First off, the moderator was Bill Maher and the first panelist they introduced was Seth Green - both of which were unbilled "Additional guests TBA" Score. And from there, things just got better. It was such a well paced a hilarious panel that actually covered a lot of topics about the shows (mostly Family Guy) and the process of making them - what the writers' room is like, dealing with the censors (apparently the show's biggest supporters within the network - go figure!), what, exactly, is a Muddy Ramirez. I also liked that both Seths brought their cocktails out on stage with them.
06 July 2009
Should I Know Who you Are?
Are you famous but crave privacy? Well, then come hang out with me because I will have no idea who you are and so treat you like a regular schmoe.
I thought that I'd actually be one of those people who embarrasses her native Angelino friends with squeals and pestering when I saw a celebrity. But nope, I am one cool cucumber. Though, mainly due to the fact that I never recognize famous people when I see them.
It all began when I practically bumped into Adam Arkin coming out of the bathroom at a restaurant. My friend had to tell me who I had almost just run over.
Then there was Mr Belding at Dimples. And, seriously, that took a very strong power of obliviousness. Nearly every person I talked to about this bar told me Dennis Haskins was a regular. The karaoke host even announced who he was while I was in the ladies room, everyone had their cameras out and Jill was gesturing wildly to me as I came back to the table. But I took that to mean "Hey, let's go dance" and I think it still took a couple minutes after that.
But the topper was this past Friday. Linda and I went up to the Santa Ynez Valley to enjoy some wine tasting and ended up at Rideau Winery and Bistro. After we cleared our plates and got a second glass of wine, we found a couple had taken the picnic table we'd been at before. We ended up joining them and struck up a conversation about the nearby Neverland Ranch. The conversation kept going from there for a couple of hours until one of the other patrons came up and said, "Excuse me, are you Terrell Davis?" He was sort of evasive, but his girlfriend quickly and skillfully changed the subject and distracted the questioners. I already knew his first name was Terrell, so I said "You are this Terrell Davis - but who is Terrell Davis? Should I know who you are? I'm sorry." and he sort of blew it off and so we moved along. Shortly after that, the two of them left to go change for dinner and the original interrupter came back and asked us "But that really was Terrell Davis, right?" and we told him we had no idea and who was Terrell Davis anyway? he looked a little annoyed and kind of yelled "He played for the Broncos!" So we Googled him and, sure enough, we had been spending a lovely afternoon with the MVP of Super Bowl XXXII and his very charming girlfriend.
I thought that I'd actually be one of those people who embarrasses her native Angelino friends with squeals and pestering when I saw a celebrity. But nope, I am one cool cucumber. Though, mainly due to the fact that I never recognize famous people when I see them.
It all began when I practically bumped into Adam Arkin coming out of the bathroom at a restaurant. My friend had to tell me who I had almost just run over.
Then there was Mr Belding at Dimples. And, seriously, that took a very strong power of obliviousness. Nearly every person I talked to about this bar told me Dennis Haskins was a regular. The karaoke host even announced who he was while I was in the ladies room, everyone had their cameras out and Jill was gesturing wildly to me as I came back to the table. But I took that to mean "Hey, let's go dance" and I think it still took a couple minutes after that.
But the topper was this past Friday. Linda and I went up to the Santa Ynez Valley to enjoy some wine tasting and ended up at Rideau Winery and Bistro. After we cleared our plates and got a second glass of wine, we found a couple had taken the picnic table we'd been at before. We ended up joining them and struck up a conversation about the nearby Neverland Ranch. The conversation kept going from there for a couple of hours until one of the other patrons came up and said, "Excuse me, are you Terrell Davis?" He was sort of evasive, but his girlfriend quickly and skillfully changed the subject and distracted the questioners. I already knew his first name was Terrell, so I said "You are this Terrell Davis - but who is Terrell Davis? Should I know who you are? I'm sorry." and he sort of blew it off and so we moved along. Shortly after that, the two of them left to go change for dinner and the original interrupter came back and asked us "But that really was Terrell Davis, right?" and we told him we had no idea and who was Terrell Davis anyway? he looked a little annoyed and kind of yelled "He played for the Broncos!" So we Googled him and, sure enough, we had been spending a lovely afternoon with the MVP of Super Bowl XXXII and his very charming girlfriend.
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