Well, my two weeks of anonymity in Europe were fun, but they’re over now. I made it as far as the food court in the Newark airport before someone asked to take a photo of me. And Phoenix has been ridiculous. The desk clerk at the hotel recognized me when I checked in, along with the greeters at the restaurant I went to afterwards, several hotel guests, and countless people left and right when I went out to the bars tonight.
The high point of the evening, though, may have been this conversation:
Drunk dude: “Hey! I recognize you!”
Me: “Hey man, what’s up?”
blah blah blah conversation blah blah blah
Me: “It’s a bit of a sausagefest in here!”
Drunk dude now hanging off my shoulders: “Yeah… thank God!”
It’s ok, gay guys need D-list celebrity sightings, too.
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hey niels… this is a random question, but seeing as you pull so many talking- to- girl- stunts before… can you ever remember when you were in Berkeley, going up to two random girls sitting at Strada and asking them if they liked salad? and that if they said yes, you and your caucasian friend would sit and banter with the none too pleased girls?
i have this one vague recollection in my memory from last spring and remember being approached in such a situation where one of the guys was a half-asian guy with glasses. but since there are a gazillion asian ppl at berkeley it could be anyone. i think i was pretty mean to them on account that that day my bf and i had just broken up so i obviously wasn’t very happy, silently angry actually, so my friend really really nicely told the two guys we were kinda busy. you probably wouldn’t remember but i’m just too curious so thought i’d ask.
You were never un-famous.
Atleast I don’t think so.
you’re an a-lister on my list, niels :]
I still love you niels!
yes! u r one gay guy attracting d-list celebrity! ur awesome!