No, NOT celebrity news. Celebrity RUNDOWN — as in accidentally mowing down celebrities. And please be advised that my definition of a celebrity is anyone that has seen their fifteen minutes of fame and even those that have clung to their fleeting fame for dear life (I’m looking at you Trishelle).
Over the past few months I’ve had two such encounters (not counting the time five years ago when I almost stepped on Marcia Clark’s toes at Universal Studios in Cali).
The first was about three months ago when I was coming out of my Starbucks in the lobby of the William Penn and ran smack into Lisa Loeb.
Who by the way looked like she had just woken up and was wearing a t-shirt, boxer shorts and thongs . . . with her trademark glasses of course. I almost spilled my latte on her, said “excuse me,” did a double take as I realized who she was, then walked on. Found out she had been in town for some school dealio.
So then yesterday, I am about to get on an elevator in the Alcoa Service Building on the Northside to head to the Pirate game for some good food when the doors open, I start to walk in and run into someone trying to come out. I then proceeded to play the dance sidestep game with Paul O’Neill (former Alcoa chief, former Treasury Secretary, friend of Bono).
Now, if I could “accidentally” bump into Sidney Crosby or David Conrad. Hmmm. Must go plot.