tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post637724919628988620..comments2023-10-15T05:01:43.528-07:00Comments on Bamboo Killers: Neal McDonough is totally stalking meEmily Blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-90357354454339028262009-08-12T16:37:59.322-07:002009-08-12T16:37:59.322-07:00Heh. Thanks. And sorry.Heh. Thanks. And sorry.Emily Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-71488844355804178442009-08-12T16:13:54.303-07:002009-08-12T16:13:54.303-07:00You are a little cruel. But a great story teller....You are a little cruel. But a great story teller. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-30838867079500195852009-01-17T07:08:00.000-08:002009-01-17T07:08:00.000-08:00Y'know, next time I meet someone famous incognito,...Y'know, next time I meet someone famous incognito, rather than just letting them be anonymous, I'm going to steal that line.<BR/><BR/>Most 'famous' people aren't dicks, they just don't need people all fanboy or papparazi on them all the time. Give them space, and they'll respect that.<BR/><BR/>Sidenote: You had better not let too much time pass before sending that zombie script though.Hugo Fuchshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13122110266954111510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-41426582067457560092009-01-12T20:39:00.000-08:002009-01-12T20:39:00.000-08:00I didn't look closely at his cart. I remember a lo...I didn't look closely at his cart. I remember a lot of green. I think there were copious amounts of celery.Emily Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-11700407772755818742009-01-12T20:30:00.000-08:002009-01-12T20:30:00.000-08:00At least you can writer a witty celeb encounter. ...At least you can writer a witty celeb encounter. You had me hook, line and sinker. <BR/><BR/>But more importantly, did he buy beer? And if so, what kind of beer does Neal McDonough drink?adam ___________________https://www.blogger.com/profile/01306399494751363973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-6457894960896510612009-01-12T13:23:00.000-08:002009-01-12T13:23:00.000-08:00You had me at your witty banter. I heart ya. Soons...You had me at your witty banter. I heart ya. Soonsies. Soonsies, I say.<BR/>ScribeyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-45583786246686406842009-01-12T10:05:00.000-08:002009-01-12T10:05:00.000-08:00I admit it, you had me fooled. Maybe because I've ...I admit it, you had me fooled. Maybe because I've played out a few of these scenarios in my own head. Hell, a few of them really did actually happen. I could tell you stories. Of course, when he's got a basket of groceries may not be the best time to go up to him but the opportunity may still actually happen. Just stay prepared. You never know.Mr. Peel aka Peter Avellinohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10553482286909862975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-76942484690960825502009-01-12T09:22:00.000-08:002009-01-12T09:22:00.000-08:00Heh.Sorry guys. I didn't mean to upset everybody.M...Heh.<BR/><BR/>Sorry guys. I didn't mean to upset everybody.<BR/><BR/>My fear was that I would say "Do you hate being recognized?" and he would say "Yes I do, so fuck off bitch."<BR/><BR/>I was not prepared to risk this because I am a fraidy cat.Emily Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02163221455899041141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-54636836637865772772009-01-12T09:11:00.000-08:002009-01-12T09:11:00.000-08:00Oh you suck!I read that and actually cheered for y...Oh you suck!<BR/><BR/>I read that and actually cheered for you...<BR/><BR/>Then you brought me crashing down.<BR/><BR/>10 items or less I guess.<BR/><BR/>-jimJim Endecotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16484816992028286627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-78384664143433538212009-01-12T07:54:00.000-08:002009-01-12T07:54:00.000-08:00Whoa, the advantages of living in LA if you want t...Whoa, the advantages of living in LA if you want to make films... Oh wait.<BR/> <BR/>Well, I guess the fantasy seems like something that could've happened from a non-LA resident looking in. Writing was pretty convincing at least!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-20097311019043169762009-01-12T03:31:00.000-08:002009-01-12T03:31:00.000-08:00Damn you.I was seconds away from posting congratul...Damn you.<BR/><BR/>I was seconds away from posting congratulations. <BR/><BR/>Now I have nothing to say.IQCrashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14602445872864488724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-13811518552953212142009-01-12T01:55:00.000-08:002009-01-12T01:55:00.000-08:00I was living vicariously through you right until I...I was living vicariously through you right until I realized none of that banter had actually happened. <BR/><BR/>*le sigh* Not like it can't happen in the future...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-84424040752481843852009-01-12T01:52:00.000-08:002009-01-12T01:52:00.000-08:00I'm afraid you had me too, girl. You are very ver...I'm afraid you had me too, girl. You are very very bad.<BR/>I loved the "come-on" line though. When/if I run into a celebrity I would actually care about talking to, I WILL steal it. :)<BR/>darthpaulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-60793165989896679842009-01-12T00:59:00.000-08:002009-01-12T00:59:00.000-08:00"I was not going to wait in line for that." Yeah r..."I was not going to wait in line for that." Yeah right!<BR/><BR/>Years ago I introduced John Cleese at a screening. Afterwards he asked for my business card. I didn't have it on me.<BR/><BR/>Two years later, the Ivy in Santa Monica during AFM. Cleese queuing at the buffet. I DID have my business card on me. <BR/><BR/>Too bad I wanted to eat a la carte.<BR/><BR/>KKarelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01894787076761192228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-40898013739586318542009-01-11T22:11:00.000-08:002009-01-11T22:11:00.000-08:00Dammit you had me hooked, too! Here I was thinkin...Dammit you had me hooked, too! Here I was thinking, "Yay, she did the bold thing and it paid off! Woo hoo!"<BR/><BR/>Well, it would seem you'll have other opportunities - and now you've got the encounter all scripted and ready to go!Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14205502093632888570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-35440525442084059222009-01-11T21:20:00.000-08:002009-01-11T21:20:00.000-08:00GOD DAMMIT.YOU TOTALLY HAD ME.I WAS PUMPING MY FIS...GOD DAMMIT.<BR/>YOU TOTALLY HAD ME.<BR/>I WAS PUMPING MY FIST IN THE AIR FOR YA-<BR/>and you got in the next line?<BR/>Shoulda used that charm you got- it's stood you well in the past.Jeff Pulicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10557790577435036365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25895692.post-88157788387702711602009-01-11T20:44:00.000-08:002009-01-11T20:44:00.000-08:00I will likely never run into any of the entertaine...I will likely never run into any of the entertainers that I have watched and enjoyed. I also think Neal is awesome. Don't project what you think will happen. Introduce yourself as a fan, congratulate him on his success and let the situation unfold on its own. Please post again once you have completed this mission, if you choose to accept it. This comment will self destruct in 5 ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com