During its musical revues the old Fly By Night Club sometimes included a “Minor Celebrities” bit, inviting audience members to write down their furthest-removed brushes with fame. During intermission the cast would pick what they thought were the best – and again, the more tenuous, the better.
Thus we’d hear things like:
“I take dance class with Michael Jackson’s plastic surgeon’s wife.
“My great-uncle invented Cheez Whiz.”
“I once heard Brian Keith belch when I walked past his house in Hawaii to go surfing.”
“I used to carpool a kid whose mother’s father embalmed Babe Ruth.”
All these snippets led, naturally, to a book. The title: “Elvis Presley’s Pharmacist Was My Sunday-School Teacher.”
During the first month that this blog was published I did a Minor Celebrities contest, inviting my then-small readership to submit their own faint flashes of fame. I was delighted to receive 29 at-times hilarious stories, and awarded the book to a randomly chosen winner (whose story involved Richard Gere and Pepsi).
I’ve come into another copy of the book, so it’s time for another go – and I’m hoping for more than 29 stories this time.
Macklemore & Amelia Earhart
That star to the left is empty on purpose: It’s waiting for your name. What’s your almost-but-not-quite famous moment?
Do share. I’ll get you started with a couple of my own:
My ex-husband was one of the people who helped convince Mr. T not to beat up a Las Vegas bartender who wasn’t serving Leon Spinks fast enough.
DF’s grandfather got a Christmas card from Amelia Earhart. He committed suicide after she disappeared.
I once saw Vanna White in curlers and a bathrobe. (She’s even thinner in person than she appears on TV.)
I graduated with the same major (Comparative History of Ideas) in the same year (2009) as Ryan Lewis. Yes, the Ryan Lewis, of Macklemore & Ryan Lewis fame, the guys who won two Grammy Awards for the song “Thrift Shop.” If bad language bothers you, don’t click on the video:
I think I should get double points because my minor celebrityhood involves a person who’s both famous and frugal. In theory, anyway.
To enter, leave your minor celebrity story in the comments by 7 p.m. PDT on Wednesday, March 19. At that point the random number generator will choose what it believes to be the best story.
The winner must agree to accept that copy of “Elvis Presley’s Pharmacist Was My Sunday-School Teacher.” (Note: Regifting is OK.)