  I wouldn't want to be famous. I was walking down Main Street last week, and who should i walk past but Beth Torbert. You probably know her better by her stage name as Bif Naked. It wasn't my first brush with fame, and probably won't be my last.
Some of my friends wanted to know why i didn't stop her to get her autograph. My reply was pretty simple... she was with some friends, looking for someplace to have lunch, and i didn't want to bother her. I think it was interesting to see her (she is much prettier in person, than on television FYI ). I mean, unless i could sit down and have lunch with her, and actually talk then what's the point? Ms. Naked certainly isn't the most famous person in the world, but it must be hard for someone who is so recognized they can't even live a normal life.
I'll pass. Authors must have it great. No one but the hard core fans would recognize them, Stephen King a possible exception. He also has some interesting takes on the whole fame thing. In my line of work i have had other brushes with famous people. I've had conversations with Norman Jewison (Oscar winning director), Carmine Appice (Legendary Rock Drummer), and Ryan Walter (Professional Hockey Player). I've also met Matt Sorum (Drummer for Guns N' Roses). As well i have been in the same interstate rest-stop with Bill Gates and the same gas pumps as former Prime Minister Pierre Elliot Trudeau.
But i'm glad i'm not them, having to deal with fanatics, stalkers and just plain weirdos all the time. By the way, Ms. Torbert, if you're reading this, can I have your autograph? 
