Stories of spotting famous people in LA is the equivalent of trading baseball cards or scented erasers in the playground at school. Everyone has a story of a person that they’ve met and they tell the tales with a kind of shared wide-eyed OMGness as the yarn unfolds while all the listeners think about how they would have handled the situation in a much cooler way.
I’ve heard and amassed a few over my time here in LA, so I thought it might be fun to retell a few of them. Starting with my friend Lewis. Of all the Celeb Sighting stories I’ve heard, no one can touch my friend Lewis. Not just because of what happens to him, but the nonchalance of his retellings, beer in one hand and bong in the other, that makes it so funny.
Lewis I should say, was born and raised in Venice Beach. People with that kind of birthright are rarely impressed by all the folks that flock to the town to make it, much less the ones who succeed. So it should come as no surprise that Lewis is in line at the cinemas one day waiting to buy tickets. He’s scanning the board and thinking about what he’s going to see when he casually looks over his shoulder at the couple standing behind him.
They look amazingly familiar to him and so he thinks about it for a moment before turning around again.
Lewis: Do you guys live in Venice? You look really familiar.
Man: No, don’t live in Venice.
Lewis: Oh, ok. Sorry.
Lewis turns back around. But the thought can’t leave him, so he thinks some more…
Lewis: (turning back again) Oh, I know, you shop at the Whole Foods up on 26th right?
The couple look at him and smile. She looks like she’s trying to suppress a laugh.
Woman: No, we don’t go to that Whole Foods.
Lewis: Really? Hmm. Ok, no worries.
Lewis thinks a little more about it some more. Unable to let it go, he turns back to them again.
Lewis: You know what, I’ve got it, you’re friends of Joe and we met at his party a few weeks back.
Man: No, sorry, don’t know a Joe.
Woman: Yep, no Joe.
Then it dawns on Lewis.
Lewis: Oh wait. You’re Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell.
Kurt: Yes we are.
Goldie nods and smiles at Lewis as a large hole opens up underneath his feet and the falls into it.
Lewis: Ah, OK. Good. Right. Sorry.
Lewis turns around again but Goldie tapping him on the shoulder brings him back.
Goldie: You’d actually be amazed how often that happens.
Kurt: A lot.
But perhaps the more amazing thing is how many times things like this happen to Lewis. Another Lewis story to follow in the next posting.