February 15, 2007
F5 on a Thursday
Originally published March 29, 2002
I stole this Friday Five from the WAKE ME UP ON JUDGMENT DAY [Ed. Blog no longer seems to exist.] blog, but I can't get the link to the questions to work. So, I'll do the test the old-fashioned way.
1) "If you could eat dinner with and 'get to know' one famous person (living or dead), who would you choose?"
My literary idol Samuel Clemens (aka Mark Twain) if the "get to know" is purely platonic. My porn goddess Nina Hartley if it's not.
2) "Has the death of a famous person ever had an effect on you? Who was it and how did it make you feel?"
I started to answer John Lennon, but that's not the one that really hit me the hardest. Jim Croce's death put me into a total funk for weeks and I listened to his eight-track tapes (yes, it was THAT long ago) over and over in my car. John Lennon had his success. Croce was just getting started.
3) "If you could be a famous person for 24 hours, who would you choose?"
Easy. Bill Clinton. I really want to know the feeling that the entire universe revolves around MY ass. I wanna see how many BJs I can get in one day, too.
4) "Do people ever tell you that you look like someone famous?"
Yeah. Geraldo Rivera and Sonny Bono. I hate that shit.
5) "Have you ever met anyone famous?"
I not only MET someone famous, she KISSED ME, too. I believe it happened around 1971, when Donna Douglas (remember Ellie May Clampett?) came to Savannah to host a telethon. I was playing in a two-man folk band at the time and our booking agent asked us to go the the WTOC television studio after we finished work that night to do about 15 minutes on the telethon. We said we would, not realizing that every band in Savannah had been told the same thing. We arrived at the studio to discover about fifty musical acts crammed into every nook and cranny of the place. It was 3:00 in the morning, I was tired and full of beer, and we were told our performance would begin at 6:30. I told my partner "to hell with this." I grabbed my guitar case and started for the door. Donna Douglas was there, and she stopped me (she also looked VERY delicious, just like Ellie May). She asked us to stay and do our part for a worthy cause, and I said, "I will if you'll give me a kiss." She did not hesitate. She grabbed the back of my head with both hands and planted a smacker square on my lips. A deal's a deal, and I may have had lipstick stains on my face when we played on TV that morning.
Oh yeah. Soupy Sales once bought me a drink and shook my hand when he heard me play as a solo at the Desoto Hilton in Savannah. I have hobnobbed with many a celeb in my time...
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