No, it's a fucking sausage fest.
Parents had a place out near Santa Fe, and we ended up being the entertainment of the evening for Roger Miller. It was my grandparents' 50th anniversary dinner celebration and... there were incidents. Table caught fire once. Good fun.
Passed by Gene Hackman a couple of times there, too. He was just some guy, ya know?
Went to see the Rangers and met the president's kid back in the early 90s. My Dad was like, "That guy might be the president himself one day." Naaaah, who's gonna vote for George W?
When I was really young I was at the same hotel in Philadelphia that the VP went to. Mondale skipped by everyone else, but stopped to say "hi" to my brother and I. He didn't deserve what happened to him in '84. Great guy.
We were on vacation in Bath, England, and bumped into Don Meredith at our hotel. Mom, who treated everyone she saw from the lowliest street sweeper to the most famous celebrity like an old friend was all, "We both came all this way from Texas just to meet here!" n shit.
Uhhhhhhh that's all I remember for now.