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Every now and again comes a moment where you have to just make a snap decision and live with it. Today I had to make such a decision when I learned that Michael York was waiting in our lobby (ee was here promoting his touring Camelot show). I was carrying a bunch of stuff and was about to rush out the door to lunch and run errands.
Snap decision: Do I “wander out into the lobby” and “just happen” to see Logan Michael York, strike up a “conversation” and then somehow work it into me pulling out my digital camera and awkwardly asking for a photo. — or — Do I go to lunch and not act like a jackass?
Lunch won. I snapped a pic of the interview off the monitor later. And I Must say: I made great strides today, when I decided for once to NOT go be a weirdo fanboy - rather than running out there and rocking his face with a bunch of stuff about how I love a movie he made in 1976.
Of course, now I wish I did it. I mean I’m the guy that knocked over the elderly man that played Luke Sywalker’s Uncle in Star Wars, it couldn’t have been worse than that, right?
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You are a much stronger man than I.
If that had been me…I would have been the jackass.
Didn’t you also almost knock down Al from Quantum leap in Eugene?
CS
You are mostly correct. The year was 1988 and I was attending “StarFest 88″ in Denver, CO. I was wearing an old-school Captain Kirk shirt and running around with my friends in similar garb (one was dressed like Michael Myers from Halloween) and all of us were wearing Laser Tag gear.
We bloted down the hallway and I ran directly into Dean Stockwell and all he said was, “BOYS!” in that commanding father-yelling-at-his-misbehaving-sons voice, and it shamed me. It shamed me very much.