My entourage tends to be a five year old who likes to complain about things and a two year old that waves and says "Hi!" to everybody.
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If I am in a situation where I am hanging with famous folks, like at a premiere or a party or something, I have no problem just chatting and treating them like regular people since we're all there for the same reason. I only get self-conscious if I see them out on the street or something. I want to say I like their work, but don't want to be annoying fangirl.
Imagine the power walk.
Is one of them dressed like Dark Helmet?
I'm sadly lacking an entourage. But I have mini M&M's.
Oh! This reminds me I have some regular sized M&M's stashed in the Freezer. Cashmere, you just made my day a whole lot brighter.
have both led to interesting encounters.
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I'm not a very fannish person, so I've always approached famous folk with the same unease and lack of cleverness I do everyone else. It also helps I suck with names and faces, so I'm unlikely to think they are different that someone I met from work or school or whatever. It all works out.
Beer makes you clever: official / Beer not fattening: official / Beer fights cancer: official
Woot!
I only get self-conscious if I see them out on the street or something.
I swear I saw Alan Tudyk in the street a few months ago. The temptation to yell "Alan!" (or "Wash!") to see if he turned around, if it really was him, was very strong. Unfortunately, my only follow up would have been "Oh. Never mind." so I let it slide.
At a party or whatever, I'm more likely to strike up conversation with a famous stranger than a non-famous stranger, although if plotzing is a likelihood, I'm have to avoid them entirely (cf Eric Idle).
I'm almost tempted to trade in the minivan:
I like the idea of a manual transmission and better mileage.