In my work as a musician and Irish dance instructor, I have met Eileen Ivers, Quagmire, Solas, Danu, Gaelic Storm, Cherish the Ladies, the Battlefield Band, Golden Bough, the entire Boyne Company of Riverdance, one of the troupes of Lord of the Dance, and the Chieftains, once with Derek Bell.
I took a contemporary African dance workshop with Nora Chipaumire.
I met Richard Gere while on a walk with my kids. We exchanged pleasantries, chatted about everyday stuff, then parted ways. I walked another two blocks before I figured out just why he looked so familiar.
Christian music fans will appreciate this. I got to meet the Newsboys twice and got to interview Phil Joel for a radio show I did in college.
While working in theater tech and security, between shows during a production of Jesus Christ, Superstar, I had to serve as what could be best described as Ted Neeley's personal security guard.
I correspond with comic book creator Paty Cockrum and letterer Tom Orzechowski.
And then there are the people I've met at sci-fi conventions. I know I'll forget a few, but here goes. Aron Eisenberg, Michael Dorn, Marina Sirtis, Robert Picardo, Alice Krige, Peter Mayhew, Nick Gillard, David Prowse, Jeremy Bulloch, Dirk Benedict, Anthony Daniels.
And there are a couple of people that I just barely missed meeting. My mother met Stephen Spielberg when he wanted to shoot a scene for ET in our back yard. Too bad I was at school then.
My husband has met Gary Sinise, Weird Al Yankovic, and George Lucas.
Sigh. All this shameless name dropping makes me tired.