SuperFan

Because it is the "Month of Dave" (which I have self-declared), I have been thinking a lot about what it would be like to meet someone famous. Or, more than famous, someone that you really admire -- that you are a fan of.

I have never met anyone that I have been a fan of, let alone someone that is famous. Okay, I take that back -- I met Stuart Scott on my 21st birthday at the Slippery Noodle. I walked right up to him and told him it was birthday. He bought me a drink after looking at my ID. The guy I was with (who shall remain nameless) said, "What's it like to work with Dan Patrick, REALLY?" Yeah, I know.

But, while it was sort of thrilling, and kinda a good story to tell, it was nothing spectacular.

So, back to my M.O.D. thing. Every year around this time I start daydreaming about what it would be like to meet him. Okay, I mean, what it would be like to invite him over to our house so he can hang out on our deck. Alright, I mean, (let's be honest) what it would be like to make out with him. But even as I type that it sounds so ridiculous. Who cares! He is just a person like you and me, right??

But, no, my irrational head does not work that way. It would be really super cool to meet him.

So, my questions to you (the 25 readers of this blog) are this:

Have you ever met anyone famous?
What was it like?
Have you ever written anyone a fan letter?
Did they respond, genuinely, and not just with a mass produced letter and autograph?

I am sincerely interested in learning about this.

Thank you, and good day.