Paul Reiser

I had added Paul Reiser to the calendar but wasn’t 100% sure if I’d be able to snag him this time around, especially since we were already seeing Kevin Pollak. 

Good thing we did though, because Kevin told the audience to check out Paul and well… that peaked my curiosity a smidge more.

You probably know Mr.Reiser from his 1990’s TV sitcom role as Paul Buchman starring next to Helen Hunt in Mad About You. Or most recently his role as the doctor in Stranger Things 2.

Fast forward to Saturday I went into work to do a little overtime and did some research on the ticket price of Paul’s show and to see if any were still available.

The show was not sold out and prices were decent enough so I kept that in the back of my mind.

I got home and wanted to sleep for days but my husband convinced me to leave the house and see a movie.

I asked if he wanted to go to a show after and of course depending how late it would be and how we would feel. He was totally up for it so I called Hilarities and purchased two tickets, with Kevin’s blessing of course.

The show was at 7 and we got there about ten till, picked our tickets up from will call and got seated in the exact same seats we sat at when we saw Kevin Pollak.

Paul was a great comedian, Pat and I both had a really good time.  Pat said he was better than the last 3 comedians we saw, so I was glad we dragged our wilted bodies out for a nice night.

Let me say this though, I enjoyed myself but it could have been better and this is why. To make my blog successful I want pictures and videos to share with everyone and so my focus is usually on trying to secretly record.

This particular time I was more nervous, people were behind me and I didn’t want to get caught.

With it being so dark in the room the light from my camera would be overpowering and I didn’t want to blind anyone or draw more attention to myself, but like the last time I was able to cover the screen light with something and record without any problems.

I waited too long to get ready and Paul was already on stage. This is where I want to get the act on camera (and I just want a couple of minutes, I am not here to record the whole thing and sell it on the internet later) because 9 times out of 10 they are going to talk about Cleveland and he did.

He mentioned LeBron and The Browns, the snow and when he was here last. So as this is going on my anxiety is off the charts because I failed to get the good stuff.

Now all I can think about is how can I get my camera setup and begin recording again but at this point I’m hardly paying attention to the show.

I was able to get the camera ready but because my battery was not charged it kept shutting off and of course I didn’t realize it right away.

I then tried my phone but that also shut down so pretty much I spent the whole time worrying about getting footage instead of having a good time.


There are no recording devices allowed during any of the shows, please don’t do as I do.

Moving on.

Paul met up with fans after the show and well you know me, I got right in line.

Pat was ready with the camera but that wouldn’t stay on longer than 30 seconds because the battery was dead, but as a back up I put my phone on record and secretly aimed it at him to get our interactions on video.

Deep Breath!

I walk up to him and this time I decided to grow some balls and ask Paul to give a shout out to the blog, I figured… what did I have to lose?

He seemed like a cool guy so I gave it a shot and boy was I wrong, he declined… nicely so I kind of let that slide. The video is below.

It is what it is, I just picked the wrong guy to ask, but you have to take risks… and I did.

Paul was very nice though, he wasn’t a dick about it and still managed to put up with me long enough for a photo-op.

At one point and I don’t think it’s on camera (because I was recording on the “Down low” and it was aimed off to the side only getting half of his face but when I asked for the shout out he looked down at the phone as if he knew I was recording it) but I think I played it cool enough and didn’t raise anymore red flags.

There’s more?

Then before everything was said and done I asked for him to sign my ticket stub, he did but signed the back.


The picture came out pretty good and I love my camera but the flash is one of those that pops up on the top, right as you click the button to take the picture.

Great but not so great because that is usually where your finger is holding the camera so when it shoots up, it hits your finger and doesn’t deploy all the way (that’s if it doesn’t startle you and you drop it first), not flashing and not taking the picture.

So I always have to say, one more time and usually the person getting the picture done with me knows “ok, the flash didn’t go off so something didn’t work” and they let a second picture take place.

I know, this is really useless information but It happened with Paul and since this blog is about him I feel it necessary to share.


Why does it look like I’m smuggling two giant babies in my shirt?


I think he looks pretty good, and his back was super sweaty. I remember like rubbing my hand in it, not sure why I got that involved in all of that but I did.

We thanked each other and then went our separate ways, he had another show and Pat and I headed upstairs and indulged in some dinner.

I signed up for a bonus type card from Pickwick and Frolic where you can earn points per dollar you spend there and they sent us free parking and $25.00 towards a menu item so we took advantage of some good eats.

Pat got the steak and I got a pizza, mine was delicious and crispy and Pat said his meat was awesome.

We had a very good evening all around!

A special shout out to Pickwick and Frolic, the atmosphere is one of a kind and always welcoming. Check out Hilarities upcoming acts and don’t forget to stop and get a bite to eat before you fill your bellies with laughs.


Well folks that is all for this one, I hope you enjoyed it.

Please spread the word by SHARING, LIKING, COMMENTING, and maybe SCREAMING it from the rooftops.

Thank you for all of your continuous support, much love and STALK ON!!


Kevin Pollak

I know, right?! Kevin Pollak sounds familiar, you know the name and can see his face but you can’t name a damn movie he was in. Well, that was me and I’m not ashamed to admit it… well a little.

Kevin has been in over 70 movies and has a book coming out called “How I Slept My Way To The Middle” –  So he’s been around and is a pretty big deal.

We added him to the calendar as soon as we saw him coming to Cleveland but plans sort of fell through last minuet and I was scrambling to find a replacement partner for my adventure.

Kevin was on Twitter Thursday night giving away free tickets to his show, I was somewhat confident I would get them.  I was wrong, he did one more contest and I also was not a winner. I was hoping to win the tickets and then life would be a lot easier, I was tweeting him and randomly adding him to tweets hoping to hear something…  but nothing.

It was literally the day of when I finally made a decision and super glad I did.

Initially Shari and I were just going to do a stalk by but since she was unable to hang I had to come up with other means, this meant some careful planning.

Kevin was in town starting Thursday and leaving Saturday night and originally (like I stated before, plans fell through) so Pat was going to go with me that night but we ended up going to dinner with a friend, no big deal since I had 2 other nights to make this happen. We decided on Saturday since it would be easier but Frank Caliendo also had a show Sunday night and he was part of the plan as well. So. I had to make a decision between the 2, or find a way to snag both in a 24 hour period.

2 tickets for both shows would have costed about $125.00 and I didn’t know if it was worth spending THAT much just to get some pictures/autographs for the blog. Caliendo was sold out and he had added another show which sold out pretty quickly, I called up & there were a few left. figured I would get tickets to Frank’s show and just do a sneak attack on Kevin, but I had only figured this out after some thinking and when I called back the show was COMPLETELY sold out. On to plan B, or C.. not really sure what plan we are on at this point but I just sat there pondering my next move. Finally I broke down and bought two tickets to see Kevin and I would bribe someone the next day to grab Caliendo with me.

Tickets were $25 a piece, so we spent $50 which was no biggie and I saved some money by paying for them over the phone, no pesky online fees.

It was a 9:30 show, and for me that’s like super late. I was pretty much napping on the ride down there but like a big girl I managed to stay awake.

Our new thing is to park at the Horseshoe Casino and walk over, then we hit the casino afterwards spend a ton of money and get free parking… see how that works?

When we arrived an usher had escorted us to our seats, we were at like a bar type table situation all the way against the back wall. Good thing the place isn’t that big and we sat up high with a straight view of the mic stand.

When we were all settled in I ordered myself a vodka and red bull and then Pat and I shared some mott sticks, we devoured that within 6 minutes and then waited for the main act.

It was about 10:00pm when Kevin popped out and of course I had to record his first few minutes on stage because that’s when they usually mention Cleveland, and he did. I kept it recording because it was very entertaining, check out the video below.


(I’m super mad right now, I had this all typed up and the blog pretty much finished yesterday but the page didn’t save and now I have to remember all the funny and witty things I said)

I had no idea he did impersonations, so you can imagine my surprise and excitement when he started to do Jack Nicholson. Probably one of the best I’ve seen, right down to his facial expressions to the way Jack presents himself and his body language. (For those of you who don’t know, I am in LUST with Jack Nicholson, it took everything I had not to rush the stage and wrap my legs around Kevin’s face.) So of course I had to start recording, I couldn’t let this gem pass me by. At one point the camera stopped but I quickly got it back on and was able to finish getting his bit about Jack on the set of  A Few Good Men.

Remember there are absolutely NO recording devises allowed so I had to be sneaky about it, the beginning is a little shaky and the sound bobs in and out. I had to hide the fact that I had a camera but I think I did a pretty good job.

I didn’t find Kevin hilarious nor did I fall out of my seat onto the floor vomiting with laughter  but he was very entertaining. I had a smile on my face the whole time and was very impressed, I loved his sense of humor and the delivery of his lines. Extremely glad I broke down and bought the tickets, it was an enjoyable night for sure.

When he finished up, Pat and I made our way to the small lobby and waited for Mr.Pollak. I had talked to a guy on Twitter who went to the show and said that Frank has a guy take the pictures and then sends a mass email out to everyone. This way it would cut down on the chaos and keep things moving, so I was certain to get my picture. A few minutes went by and I overheard someone asking if he was coming out, the response was probably not because he had an early flight. I looked at Pat and pretty much said I better get his picture and told him to stand guard as I went down the hall to wait by the door. As I turned the corner and looked up Kevin was just about to pass me, so I spoke.

Hi Kevin”


“How are you?”

“Good thank you.” he said as we continued to walk side by side.

“Are you doing the picture thing or taking off?”

“Taking off”

“Is it cool if I get a quick picture?”

“Sure” we stopped in the hallway, good thing I was camera ready.. always be camera ready.

“I suck at taking selfies I said holding the camera, we smiled, the flash went off as we were captured in a moment to cherish forever. I thanked him and then we walked together, side by side for another few moments until he slid through the few people who remained and disappeared.


I confirmed with Pat that the mission was a success even though I didn’t get the autograph I got the picture and that to me that was better, I decided  it was now safe to leave, upon leaving one of the staff, possible a manage type position said to me. “You finally got your guy!” and smiled. I responded to him all giddy and then proceeded to exit up the steps and out of the building. That guy would remember me 24 hours later as I showed up to meet Frank Caliendo with my mom but you’ll have to read THAT blog to get the full story.

Pat and I walked back to the casino and played enough to where we each got free parking, he said we came out even or ahead but I didn’t feel to good about it. Our night ended around 2am and we headed home and crawled right into bed. We had a beach day planned for the morning and then of course I still intended on heading back to Cleveland to capture Frank. Stay tuned for the next blog where I talk about meeting Mr.Caliendo.


Loads of thanks to Hilarities Comedy Club and to Frank Pollak, you guys made my night.

Also, I can’t go without thanking my fans and followers. Hope you enjoyed my story!


Stalk ON!





Frank Caliendo

Hello! Thank you for stopping by today, it means a lot. Now, down to business.

If your read my latest blog (and I hope you did) it was about how I met Kevin Pollak, I mentioned Frank in there a few times because both shows were at the same place within 24 hours of each other. Lucky for me I was able to make them both happen, but it was hard.

Ok. So here we go. Frank was a special guest, he had 1 performance on Fathers Day that got sold out which lead him to add a 2nd show later that night. Pat and I were going back and forth whether or not to see him or Kevin Pollak, going to see a show is easier because then Pat is more likely to tag along. Normally Pat does not attended these stalking parties but plans fell through and I needed someone to go with me and with the casino so close by we usually make a night of it and do a little gambling, this makes everyone happy. But when I looked up prices for Frank’s show I realized both were sold out and kinda got bummed seeing as I would have rather seen him than Kevin. So like the little creeper I am I tried to make contact with Frank on Twitter and he RESPONDED!


So I took him on his word, called up there and lucky for me they had a few seats for $35.00 up in the balcony, but before I could make a decision we got disconnected. This was fine because I needed to double-check with Pat and at this time I looked up what it would cost for the two of us to go to both  shows ( Frank and Kevin), it was looking like $125.00. I needed to think about it and thus I hopped into the shower to regroup, upon washing my hair I came up with my final decision. I would go see Frank’s show instead, for a few reasons. 1) He responded to my tweets, Kevin never did. 2)We knew what kind of act he was going to do and the both of us knew we would like it and 3) I think it would have been easier for the stalk. I got onto the phone to order our tickets and found out they were COMPLETELY SOLD OUT, I was like I just talked to someone less than 40 minutes ago. Now I was really bummed and my whole plan went out the window, so I just sat there. Finally I decided to get tickets to see Kevin instead and just do a drive by tomorrow for Frank.

Saturday night was fun and Kevin Pollak did a wonderful job, Pat and I hit the casino and got home around 2am. We were up pretty early the next day and hung out at the beach for a few hours (Frank never showed) before we headed home to freshen up for the evening.  By now Pat really didn’t want to go with me  back up to Cleveland but he wasn’t going to let me go alone, so I called my mom who agreed to accompany me. However Pat went with us so he could go to the casino while the two of us stalked, even though I’m 30 he still doesn’t trust me walking the darks streets of downtown by myself. Anyways. he dropped mom and I off and we figured we would just hit the downstairs bar, which is right by where the audience members and actors come out at the end of the night but when we got there to our surprise it was not open. Mom and I waited outside, it was a beautiful night so we didn’t mind.  From where we were standing you can see the people come out and knew the show was over so all we had to do was keep and eye on that and sneak right in.

While we were standing there one of the workers, probably a manager (he was dressed nice) said to me “two nights in a row?” I told him I was obsessed but he said that was fine and that they always want people down here, I informed him I couldn’t get tickets but that Frank said he would meet with people afterwards, the guy agreed smiled and left. I at least felt good because he didn’t tell me to leave or stopped me from going inside so we were flying high. PLUS, he was the same guy from the night before when I met Kevin –  he said “You finally got your guy!” and then he remembered me the next night so that was super cool.

We waited probably another 6-10 minutes, it wasn’t long at all when people started filling out the door and into the street. I gave mom the look and we both walked in and fought our way down the stairs as people were trying to go up, no one was hurt. We got down there and it was busy, I looked around and noticed there was a line and barricades leading people like cattle from the one door all around to where Mr.Caliendo was, I panicked for a minuet. We walked inside a little bit more and my friend from outside was standing by the ropes he said ‘This way to Frank” smiled and let mom and I through where we joined the herd of people and waited for our turn. Pretty sweet. While we were waiting I tried to get some video for the blog but it’s pretty shotty, it was such a crowded place that it’s filled mostly with the backs of people’s heads. Plus I swear Frank kept looking at me and I didn’t want to be too obvious with my camera skills so I toned it down a bit but if you care to take a peek the video is below for your viewing pleasure.

Mom brought her tablet to also take pictures and videos but she is still in the learning process and like mother like daughter we panic and don’t think. So this is what went down. I was recording and some guy that was behind us kinda of scooted to the front, he asked if we were ready or if it was ok he went. I told him to go and offered to take his picture for him, he kindly agreed. At this point mother should be recording and I don’t think she was or did and I haven’t heard or seen anything from her but I don’t think so (Plus we really didn’t discuss what we should do, we just cry about it later). What’s cool with her device is that you can record and also take stills at the same time but we forgot all about that. So, after the guy left Frank looked up and said “Hey, the tweeter!” I responded “That’s me or It’s me” I don’t quite know but I walked up and gave him an awkward hug. He asked if I ended up getting tickets to his next show and I told him the story of my procrastination and then we turned to take the picture. I handed my camera to my mom, nervous because she’s not the best at working it. We stood together and smiled, the flash button popped up but it never took the picture. I was like try one more, Frank was like “PUSH the button” and her response was ‘This one?” and  tried pushing down the actual flash itself.. Oh mother. finally she got it to take and the whole time I kept whispering to Frank, she’s gonna break it. LOL –  Love you Mom.


The picture came out really good, minus the fact I look pregnant.

I asked Frank to sign my scrap paper I brought from home, I said it’s all I had since I didn’t have an actual ticket.  I asked if he could it out to “Lauren” and then started rambling and apologizing for being annoying. He asked how to spell my name but at the same time I was trying to get the camera ready to capture that on film but I was like.. “L -A…..” (10 minuet pause) he was like… “UREN” Yup, mom was even like.. “Ahh, duh” I again apologized he then spoke up to one of his people asking if he gave us one of his cards, he said no and handed one to us. Frank informed us that if we TEXT the picture to that # he will sign it and mail it back, I was like WHAT? That’s ridiculous. Anyways. We thanked him a million more times and left. He was super friendly and super cute, I think I told him he looked good when I gave him the hug.


Really wish I would have gotten our interaction on film, maybe next time.

Well folks, what I thought was going to be a bust turned out to be a very happy ending. I got what I wanted to accomplish, it took a little bit more effort on my part but it was all very much worth it.

SPECIAL THANKS to Hilarities –  Great food and Great people!

Thanks to Frank Caliendo for putting up with me!


AND –  Thanks to all of you, please continue to read and ENJOY!


Double Dose of Robin Williams

I just love me some Robin Williams, I find him oddly sexy and very funny. So this would come as no surprise to you that when he came to Cleveland I went to his show and seduced him afterward… with a little help from my friends, duct tape, and chloroform.

My story begins many, many years ago, I was a senior in high school. I heard he was coming to the Playhouse with his “Live on Broadway” tour and I was going to go no matter what, and so I started to shop for tickets and put my money aside.

I was working at the theatre and I had mentioned this to a few of my friends who were also excited and wanted us to all go as a group. It took me a while to agree because originally I was going to get the best seats possible but I decided going as a group would be fun and I said I would go.

WELL… as I waited to hear back from everyone, the time was quickly slipping by, I also left this in the hands of someone else to get things together and when I checked into it, the tickets were sold out. I freaked. I should have just gotten tickets by myself and everything would have been ok. I was 18, working two jobs, didn’t have a serious list of real bills yet, and lived with the parents, so I had some $$ to spare.

The Internet wasn’t super popular or was, I don’t remember but I didn’t have the resources to search for tickets. Stubhub or Craigslist had yet to be invented yet, so I cried to my mom who put me in touch with her broker. I still never found out why she had a broker but it was cool, we drove down to his place and made a deal.

I don’t remember what all he had or if he only had the two tickets but he was selling them as a pair for $300, I think that’s what it was, even though face value was $95.00.  I didn’t care because I was seeing this show no matter what.

I called my friend Brett and asked if he wanted to go with me, he didn’t have the money but I informed him it was on me. Either he was going or I was going by myself. So it was a date.

April 6th, 2002 rolled around and from the little I remember, I think we were late. I recall parking and running like crazy folk down the dark streets of Cleveland. We had pretty good seats, I believe, we were right on the isle from what I can remember. The ticket read ORCH side X 201 / ORCH4, not really sure what that meant.

Robin’s act was hilarious, I mean tears rolling down my face. I got the CD and I listened to it all the time, pretty much know it by heart.  It was my 2nd big comedy show since Whoopi Goldberg the year before, so I was already living the dream.

At some point during the show I screamed “I love you Robin!” and he said something back but I can’t remember what that was, I’m sure if you listened to the live Cleveland tape (if there is one) you could hear Robin and I share a moment.

Anyways… after the show, we went out to the side of the building where there was a small crowd waiting. Since I had met Whoopi the same way, I was pretty sure we would get to see Robin as well, I just didn’t know how I would react.

When he came out, I think instantly I started crying, I’m talking like a baby. I was afraid to approach him, I even wrote a letter for him (which I don’t have a copy of and I’m glad I don’t because I am sure it was horrific). I handed it to security and asked for him to give it to Robin, he agreed but then gave back to me saying “You give it to him yourself”.

I was causing a scene.

After I continued to cry, some lady pushed me up towards Robin, I could hear people saying “Awe” and “how cute” and shyly I made my way to him. He looked at me and smiled, I reached up and touched his face. I know, I know I’m surprised I wasn’t put in a chokehold or something, but everyone including himself, let me do it (His face had that 5 o’clock shadow feel, Mmmm). If we said anything to each other, I don’t remember, did I give him a hug? I don’t know. I handed him the letter, he signed my book, we took the picture and I made my way back to my friend.

I got a picture of my friend and Robin and then a few other random ones, that’s about all I remember of the night.


If you look closely, you can see how red my face was from crying AND if you look just a smidge closer you could see that Robin’s eyes are tearing up too, at least that’s what I’ve been telling myself for years. I think he was genuinely touched, or maybe very frightened.

OK now fast forward to 2009, Robin was back on the road with his “Weapons of Self Destruction” tour and I wanted to go. However, I was getting married that year in Vegas, followed by a big party two weeks later back at home, so like a good girl, I opted out to save the money and focus on the important things in life.

We ended up renting it and liked it a lot,  the show started slow and was all political which is not interesting to me at all, but once he got past that, we were rolling in our seats.

OK, now skip forward to September 24th, 2011 when Robin comes back for the third time, but this is a special Cleveland addition. On March 13th, 2011, Mr.Williams underwent heart surgery at the Cleveland Clinic and as a “thank you” he put on a benefit, a “Heart to Heart with special guest David Steinberg”.

This was not your typical standup comedy show, he and David sat on two chairs opposite each other and just talked. It was very interesting but not as entertaining as I would have liked, however it was Robin and I could watch him all day. I got a few recordings, one in particular of him doing an impression of Jack Nicholson (The love of my fantasy life) but I will have to look for it. I had dragged my husband along and warned him that I was planning on waiting for Robin to come out, he wasn’t the happiest of people but he knew how much it meant to me and thus went along with it.

When the show was over we made our way out back and waited for Robin, good thing it was a nice evening because Robin had a small gathering/dinner and popped out almost two hours later. At one point my husband left and got something to eat, came back and ate in the car.

David Steinberg came out shortly after and before Robin, he pretty much just walked right by everyone. He did stop to let whoever take “one picture” and then darted away and into his car.

Finally, Robin came out and people got excited, it wasn’t a huge crowd and actually most of them were the guys that sell their shit on eBay and of course a few stragglers.

My husband slowly staggered to where the crowd had gathered and took a few random pictures. I slipped back and waited for my turn, one kid asked if he took my picture if I could use my camera to take his picture and email it to him. I agreed since, at this point, Pat was nowhere in sight. When it was finally my turn, I handed Robin my program from the show and I also had our first picture together blown up, in which I wanted him to sign that too.


See how patiently I’m waiting off to the right there?                        Look at those vultures!                                                Action shot – that’s the back of my head.

Ok, so we are going to pause for a moment and backtrack. I had this planned for weeks and I might have had the day off.  I printed out the picture of the two of us from 2002 and wanted to get a silver marker for him to sign since the picture was pretty dark. My laziness kicked in and I didn’t look for a marker or go out and buy one, instead, I waited for my husband to get home. We ended up all over the place looking for a damn silver marker and Mr. Dodge was not very happy anymore, finally, we found some but it was like a pack of 6 and a waste of money (We still have those markers and they are used on occasion).

Back to the present time –  So I walk up to Robin and he signs my program and then I hand him the picture and he snags it up and starts to sign it… OH I forgot to mention, he has his own marker and it was blue. I tried to stop him, and he did, looked at me and asked what? But I panicked and was like never mind, he said something and once again I can’t remember what it was so he just finished what he was doing and then prepared to get his picture taken.



You can barely see it but it like stretches to my teeth, I wish I would have had him sign it “To Lauren” but you know me, nervous Nelly. Do you see why I wanted a silver marker now?

At this point, Pat had shown up and was taking some pictures and that kid was also taking the picture, so this is what happened. While I was looking at Pat, Robin was looking at the kid, so both pictures that were taken neither of us had looked at the same camera.


My anxiety set in and I needed to get a better picture, so as he was finishing up and getting ready to walk away, I jumped back in and asked for another picture. I made up a story that it was blurry, Robin stopped looked at me and said “This one will probably be blurry too” and then we took a selfie.


This is like my favorite picture of all time!!

I should have licked his face or shoved my tongue down his throat but my husband was close by AND he was my ride home so I had to play it cool.

I won’t comment on how wasted Robin looked and he acted differently than the last time I met him and by different, I mean more meek and quiet but who am I to judge? He, like before took his time with everyone and for someone with as much star status as himself, I think was very awesome, especially since he didn’t have to.

Would I go see Robin again and try to snag him outback? Ahh Yeah. He is like my #2, I love everything about him…even all the hair on his body.

This was a great experience and I’m glad I got to share it with all of you.

Thank you, means a lot to me for any support that is shown towards my blog and my interests.

Remember –  Read, Enjoy, Like, Comment, and Share!!

Stalk ya later.

Chelsea Handler

So today’s entry will be about my Mothers somewhat encounter with the funny Chelsea Handler on March 6th, 2014.

About 2  years ago for my mom’s birthday my sister and I got her tickets to see Miss. Handler at the Quicken Loans Area. We had a good time, I was glad we went. I found out she was coming back again and thus we decided to get Mom tickets and make a night out of it once more. However my sister couldn’t get off of work and so Mom and I went without her but of course she was greatly missed.   😉

So the week of the show Mom found out that Chelsea was having a book signing at The Blue Rock Cafe in Hudson, Ohio and she planned on going. It was from 2-4 which was a good hour away from where I worked so I was unable to go, there was NO way I would make it in time. I figured I could try to scoop her up before the show and make up for not meeting her earlier in the day.

I had done some research and found out you had to almost pre-order her new book “Uganda Be Kidding Me” to secure yourself an official spot and actually be able to get the book signed by her. I had given Mom all the proper information and she made the call, paid $27.00 over the phone and was locked in.

Mom drove down there, she actually made a video of herself talking and explaining to our audience where she was going and what she was about to do, you know to help out with my blog.. but I’m not sure if she will give me the video to post. 🙂

She had arrived and it was pretty busy, music was playing and people were eating and drinking all around her. They gave people numbers and then called them when it was ready to get in line to get the book signed, mom recorded a little bit of others getting Chelsea’s autograph and snagged a picture as she waited.

(The video below is a video of a video so the quality is not the best)

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Crappy thing though, security was super serious about taking pictures and videos of Chelsea past a designated point and just like me, my mom gets nervous in certain situations. So while she was next in line she took out her kindle to take a picture but the security guy kept standing in her way, blocking her view and at one point someone behind her gently gave her a shove which put her over the line just when she was going to try and take a good picture… she got yelled at. 🙁


Not to mention she couldn’t get the camera on the kindle to work and the more she tried the more nervous she got and didn’t get many photos and video. Plus you couldn’t get an actual picture with her (Which I thought was lame) and mom was told she could only get the one book signed and it had to be her new one. So mom had her 2 others books, tucked them under her armpit and like a sad little girl made her way to the table. When she got there Chelsea was like “Gimme those” and signed all 3 of mom’s book, which she had made out to my mother, my sister, and one for me.

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Now that was super cool of her, props to Chelsea Handler for making my mom’s day.

After that mom sprinted out back to where the getaway vehicles were waiting patiently for Chelsea to make her great escape, there were 3 fancy black cars. Mom was sure she was in one of them but didn’t know which one, she saw her friend the security guard and figured she was close by. Mom started recording to try to catch something but all she got was a few people walking back and forth, the ground, and then the cars pulling away.

(The video below is a video of a video so the quality is not the best)

Mother was super bummed she didn’t get as many pictures or videos like she wanted BUT she did a great job anyways and I told her stalking takes time and practice.

later that night….

I picked mom up and we headed downtown to get a bite to eat, we invited Chelsea via Twitter to see if she wanted to join us but it must have gotten lost since she never showed. Dinner was very nice, parking was super sweet since I had the luxury of getting suits, I guess that also means you park in the close cool important people spots too.

At this point the suite was a surprise for my mom which I had to tell her about when she started to panic telling me I couldn’t park here and that we could get in trouble. When she found out her EYES lite up, she was overjoyed and couldn’t wait to get inside. Upon our arrival into the arena we found out that Chelsea was also signing books there too afterwards, which was awesome but mom already drove super far and paid for a book and got autographs. Mom wanted to buy me a book so I could get to meet her this time around but I declined..after much thought, I had the book signed in my name but what I really wanted was a picture with her and that was off-limits. Mom wanted to try anyways, so she told the man she already bought a book and could she just get a wristband to wait in line. The answer was no, you had to buy a book and this time around the price was $30. Mom was actually going to buy me one and I almost let her but I advised against it. Slowly we made out way to the suite and prepared for an awesome show.

The comedian that opened for Chelsea, Josh Wolf was really funny and actually made a lot of good points regarding balls and real life romantic moments. Below is a picture, not my best plus I didn’t really take too many, I was to caught up in the show.

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I wish I would have recorded his joke regarding Cleveland and our 24 hour season change, it was spot on.

Moving on…

Miss Chelsea Handler popped right on stage and not shortly after that had the whole place laughing.

Below is a video I took, it’s about 7 minutes long and it is the opening joke in which she mentions Cleveland and the Cavs in it. To respect whoever wishes and not to break any laws, that was the only recording I took, so please enjoy!

I posted this video on YouTube about 2 weeks ago and it’s already at over 1,000 views, 11 thumbs up and 2 down. That doesn’t seem like a lot but for me this is really exciting, thank you to whomever has watched it already.

Now, moving on.

The show was great, I thought she did a fantastic job. You LOVE her or you HATE her, she has a very dry in your face sarcastic, one on one, story telling type of humor that I find priceless. She goes with the flow and tell’s ya how it is and speaks the truth..even about herself.

During her show she would show pictures to the audience, ya know so we could follow along better. I have a few of those but I am not sure if I should post them, I might try to get her permission through Twitter.

Anywho. Below are a few pictures I did take during her performance.

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The young guy in this last picture was an audience member who was apparently drunk and wandering around, probably back and forth to the bathroom. She called him on stage and they had a few minutes of chatter with each other, it was entertaining and then she booted him back to his seat.

When the show ended mother and I made our way to where the book signing was going down, there were people everywhere. It was held outside in the lobby, there was a table and they had ropes so people could get in line right before it. Books and wristbands were still being sold and once again I was torn with the thought of buying one, just so I could meet her. I was trying to think of ways to record her interacting with me or how I could get a picture with her but I was coming up blank. I was also nervous because there was security and cops every 5 feet and then they started getting pushy and in people’s faces when they wouldn’t move back into a certain spot. Mom and I wanted to wait it out so we could catch a glimpse of her but it started getting ridicules. They would not let anyone stand across from the table or to the side and then altogether they made an announcement that if you were not getting an autograph you had to leave the building. I just decided to leave, I wasn’t going to wait around and the line was very long. It was a Thursday work night and I had a feeling that line would be at least a good hour or so long and I wasn’t about to wait. So before we got clubbed by some angry cop we left, got lost on the way home even with a GPS (our Cleveland tradition) but made it out safely and to our beds.

That night I had a dream, this shows you how much I obsess over these things. The dream was about me thinking of different ways that I could have met Chelsea the night before and to my surprise it would have worked, well I’m pretty sure  it would have.

Ok! I would have bought a book, got a wristband and stood in line but I would have made sure I was at the very end. Let people go in front of me without bringing too much attention to myself, thus staying as close to the end as possible. Then when it would be my turn to get the book signed I would ask for a picture and me being like the only one left in line she would have to, it’s the rule.

THAT or somewhat the same idea, I would try to be the last person but if not pretty damn close. I would set my phone to record and when she was done signing I would turn around, get low and do a selfie. She would be bullied into smiling or at least fool her into looking at the phone and since it was set to record I wouldn’t have to wait for it to focus or take the picture. I could then take a still shot of a good frame and viola my picture with Chelsea Handler PLUS I’d have some video too.

I think those would have been 2 good options and I could have even pulled the second one off anywhere in line, I’d just have to be quick and stealthy since I’d probably be thrown out or bashed in the head.

However since none of this happened and my chance is long gone, I can try to use this technique on future unsuspecting victims.

So folks, this is the end to my half a Chelsea Handler experience. I hope you’ve all enjoyed my story and will pass it on to many others in your travels.

Many thanks to Chelsea for coming to Cleveland, see ya the next time you come to town.

Also a super big thank you to all of YOU for reading my blog and helping me make it happen.


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Jon Reep

Jon Reep:

I don’t know why I’ve never been to an actual comedy club before, I went once and now I am hooked, let me tell you why.
1) Who doesn’t love to laugh? I know it’s one of MY favorite things to do, my laugh is contagious, loud, and very unique. I share my mom’s laugh and actually once we laughed in the same sequence, took the same breaths, held it out for the same amount of time, it was awesome and slightly disturbing. I also LOVE to make people laugh and I am pretty good at it, although I find myself not so funny when trying to force something. I am more of a natural comedian, I do however think of funny things to say whenever that particular situation decides to happen…I’ll be ready.
2) It’s a great and easy way to snag some celebrity face time and usually at a reasonable rate. No waiting outside in the cold behind some bushes next to a dumpster begging for a picture, however who doesn’t like a challenge?
Of course this was my second time going to a show, my first was Tom Green as you all should remember. That one was a tiny project, a project in which I made for myself but it all worked out. Some celebrities actually sign/take pictures with after the show and wait outside but sometimes you get the ones that don’t or just go to the bar and you have to hound them but once again shit needs to get done and so you do it.
3) It’s a great excuse to get the man to come with me on my outings, he usually won’t turn down a night of dinner, comedy, and the possibility of some nookie. All he has to do is tag along and be ready to take the picture, he’s down for anything as long as it’s not taking longer than 5 minutes. 😉
I was doing my usual celebrity scouting to see who was coming when and where so I could start planning ahead for our next excursion when I saw that Jon Reep was coming to Hilarities.  My husband and I watched him win Last Comic Standing in 2008 and found this down home boy absolutely hilarious. So you can understand my excitement, I confirmed this with Pat and bought our tickets.
Tickets were cheaper than Tom Green AND we had better seats, ended up being the first in line and got sat right up at the stage. I always opt for the pick up tickets so that I can have them sign it, smart huh?
Prior to all of this I started to follow Jon on twitter and randomly began bothering him through tweets and such. He had re-tweeted one thing and then actually responded back to another, once again.. my excitement!!
So that night rolls around and we get our seats, closest to the stage and now I’m a bit nervous.
The two comedians that came on before were black and funny, double threat.
Jon came on directly after and right away had people laughing, obviously.
It was a good time for sure, be was absolutely hilarious and very entertaining.
We kept making eye contact but I think it was just me being overactive, I mean I was 36 inches away from him..kind of hard not to. He even at one point asked Pat what he was drinking “Pepsi” was his response, I don’t quite remember what the joke was about but he gave Pat a high-five. Super cool, eh?
The show ended and Jon advised everyone that he would be out front selling his DVD and taking pictures, that’s exactly what I wanted to hear. So I followed the crowd into the lobby and waited my turn patiently.
The one comedian was selling shirts, Not Made in China or something like that and Pat bought one. I wanted to get a picture with him but I got nervous to ask plus he was being a Chatty Cathy.
The line started moving forward and Jon was only a few peeps away from me, usually at this point I start recording on the DL but it never crossed my mind to. I’ve realized that I have gotten worse at this stalking job the longer I go on. Anywho. I finally approached him and he says. “Hey, I know you. Well I don’t really know you.” Or something along those lines, I go to shake his hand and he goes to give me a hug so I take back the shake and go in for the squeeze. I’m a huger anyways but I didn’t want to come off to strong, lucky for me he was a huger to. This is where I start to fade away and forget what is going on around me, this is where recording would have come in handy. I get my picture taken with him, with my new camera my Dad and Diane got me for Christmas. He then starts talking to me and says how he checked out my stalking page, which was super cool of him and he might have said more. I then asked if he would sign my ticket stub in which he obliged, I’m sure we said a few more words but I can’t remember. I know I thanked him again, Pat said his good byes and then we left.
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I would love to have stayed and had a drink with him or talked more, he seemed very down to earth and humble. I know he would have given the blog a shout out and I wish I had asked him but sometimes I don’t want to overstep my boundaries. I guess that’s what you have to do if you want to go places and make a name for yourself.
SO, Jon. Here I am asking you now, many weeks later for a shout out. Hoping if and when you see this and actually read it to the end that you wouldn’t mind helping me out. Just a short clip a few seconds long, you can send it to me a dozen different ways just let me know. Hope to hear from you soon.
Ok folks, stay tuned for our next big adventure which is .. I have no clue. (sad face)
Thanks again, STALK ya later.

This is the Tom Green show!

Well hello there everyone, once again I am super sorry for the delay. I was having a hard time logging in but I finally figured it out, which was NOT that hard after all… It was just remembering my password.

So, not much has happened since STALKtober and I apologize. It’s kind of a bummer but I have been busy with work plus the temperature is like below freezing these days.

However I did manager to snag two for the month of November, one I will share with you right now.

So, while doing some research for our next victim I decided to check out Pickwick and Frolic, which is a comedy club downtown. There were a few but Tom Green caught my eye, so I bought two tickets. I have never been there and thought it would be a nice date night for my husband and I to go to. Shari has seen/meet Mr.Green already so she opted out on this trip but did inform me that the comedians sign 99.9% of the time afterwards. I figured this would be an easy grab and a way to get Pat suckered into the festivities.

We went down early and ate at Hilarities but were not all that impressed with the food, the dining experience was fun since we don’t get out much but the food was on the fancy side and we’re are pretty simple people. When that was all said and done we paid our bill and got in line, we wanted good seats in our section. The seats were not that bad, we were the middle and slightly off to stage right.

Patrick Coppolino was the opening act and he was hilarious, he was dry for the first few minutes and made me nervous but once he started describing his hemorrhoids in detail I was sold.

Tom Green came out soon after and had the crowd going! I actually hate to say it but I laughed harder with the first guy than I did with Tom but they were both I FELT two different types of comedians. Tom is more stare and scream at you where the other guy was more jokes… Or something. IDK. Anyways. We enjoyed ourselves.

Security was pretty serious so I couldn’t do my normal get some video and share with the World, I tried to be all sly but all I got was audio and blackness. That I won’t bore you with and to be honest I haven’t even listened to it.

So after the show I waited to hear the directions from the voice above, which I was told will come on directing people to leave or to meet Tom Green. I didn’t hear that so I went into panic mode like I always do in these situations. I asked one guy and he told me to hit the bar, most times the comedians will end the night with a few drinks. Pat came back and said someone told him that Tom had left already, which I knew was bullshit because I just saw him when the exit door to the theater opened and he was standing there staring at me.

We headed out into the hallway by the bathroom, there were a few other people standing around so I figured he would come by this way, especially if he was heading to the bar. I took this moment to use the bathroom and of course when I came out Pat was like you missed him, good thing for me he was just heading outside for something and ended up coming back inside through the door he exited in. I put my phone in record mode, as you all know I like to record the moments as they are happening. He was coming closer to me so I asked for a quick picture (this I have on video, maybe I will upload later), he agreed. At this time I asked Pat to use his phone, he was unprepared and was confused as to why I would need his phone when I had my phone but little did he know that I was recording. Anyways. I handed him my phone but in my nervousness never switched it back over to camera, so poor Pat is trying to take a picture and all it’s doing it recording me standing there looking like a turd.

Take a look below at how it all went down.

Tom Green as you can see was pretty cool, I informed him that it was recording the whole time and he let us try again for a picture. After the second time of  it appearing not to work he just walked away from me, now I start to panic… again. He is now taking pictures with someone else and I slowly slide in next to him, almost ruining someone else’s picture. I was like.. “ONE MORE TIME TOM GREEN, IT WAS RECORDING” I yelled as he headed to the bar.  At this point I decided to call it quits and stop acting a fool. I took a peek at the video and was pleased and surprised that it came out well, I told Pat I could just take a few screen shots and it would all be ok.

However I am never happy with my end results and start thinking of how I could have played it cool and used that recording time to have him give a shout out or say something funny BUT NOOOO, I stroke out instead.

During my breakdown Patrick came out and I snagged a picture with him, I made a funny based off one of his jokes and got a laugh. He invited me along on tour as his wing man but I had to decline.


Continuing on – Now Tom Green is at the bar mingling AND by the way, there is a lot more better lighting in there so if I just went to the bar my picture/video could have looked a lot better BUT what if he never went to the bar then I would have missed him totally.. anyways, I can only afford two aneurysms in one night.

We were getting ready to leave and I hand’t gotten him to sign my ticket stub and of course I didn’t have a pen/marker with me so that was out of the question. I decided to cut my losses and head home.

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I still have my stub and I plan to mail it to him, I doubt I will ever do that. Guess I”ll have to grab him the next time he comes around and this time I will be more prepared, which is a total lie.


Thank you again everyone!!



Joan Rivers

Stalktober held many good events for Shari and myself to attend.

One of them was Joan Rivers, we didn’t actually go see her but I kinda wish we did. Instead we hung out and grabbed her on the way into The Playhouse Square.

This was probably the easiest and quickest one by far, we like it when it’s simple.

Mother was supposed to go with Shari and I but got held up with prior commitments, so instead it was just the dynamic duo. I got out of work, went home and waited for Shari to come pick me up. We had to make a pit stop to pick up a book my mom had that Joan wrote “Having a baby can be a scream” that came out in 1974. My mom had seen her perform years ago and thought she had her sign it but we couldn’t find the signature anywhere, so she asked I try to have her sign it..again.

We got the book and were on our way, it was probably after 4 when we parked and made our way to the designated stalking area.

We casually chilled out in the cold and waited, a different security gentlemen popped out and stood guard. This was a sign that we were in the right place and that it might be happening soon. We had our books and markers ready just in case, we know how rushed celebrities can be.

Shortly after that another gentleman appeared and looked over at us, I quickly turned away. This was the guy from Wanda Sykes who I overheard to be the guy who owns the building. I got nervous he would recognize me and have me arrested but either he didn’t or did and didn’t care. So I stayed hidden until the time was right and that time was when Joan pulled up.

A fancy black care with tinted windows rolls to a stop at the curb and Mr.Building Owner walks over to the door. “This is it” I tell Shari and I start the camera. Check out the video below of how it goes down, I have 2 separate shots put together. The first half of the video is the introduction and the second half is us trying to get the wine bottle out of my bag.

Let me fill you in on this wine bottle, by which now I am considering good luck… kinda.

Initially I bought it for Wanda Sykes, I wanted to give it to her as a thank you and a good luck gift. We tried to give it to her in the beginning but she was late for the show, then I could have given it to her manager but totally forgot. So the wine came home with me until I brought it back out  for Johnny Mathis, we didn’t get to see him so that never happened. Zac Hanson had a birthday and I could have given it to him but it was in the car and there was no way to get it to him. So, Joan River it was. However we never took it out of the bag and everything happened so fast that when I had Shari try and get it out we couldn’t in time and she walked away. So now I have this bottle of wine that we want to give to our next victim.

So, things that went down that of course are not on the video.

Joan accepted to take a picture was us and begins to say how it had to be quick because she didn’t have her hair and makeup on, she was super cool about it.

I decided we do a group picture since it’s quicker and I didn’t want to piss anyone off by having us take multiple photos, plus a random mob of people started running down the street.

After the picture I wanted to try and see if she would sign for us and she did, I first handed her moms book. I wish this was recorded but it wasn’t, she had made a comment of how old the book was and seemed surprised we had it. I told her the story about my mom and she signed it. “Linda – Great that you kept this” I then had her sign a random piece of scrap paper I took from home, telling her it’s not as exciting as a 40 year old book. She signed for Shari which I did get on video and then that was when the attempt for the wine bottle happened.

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It’s not a bad picture, I am a bit insecure about my little boy appearance but I’ll get over it.

Once again another successful encounter.

Joan Rivers was very kind and even though she wasn’t all dolled up yet decided to take pictures with us anyways.

The next time she comes around I plan on getting tickets and attending her show!



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Wanda Sykes

I found out that Wanda Sykes was coming to Playhouse Square, of course I marked the calendar and prepared for my next adventure.

I found out a few days before that Shari was unable to attend our Wanda outing and my husband wasn’t going to let me hang out in Cleveland’s dark alley’s alone. So I asked my mom who agreed to chill with me, here is our story.

I worked 8 hours, donated some plasma..not because I like saving lives but that I get paid to do so and then headed west to pick mom up. We arrived at The Playhouse Square a little after 4:00 and camped out on the edge of the street to the theater entrance. We had red bulls and combos to keep us company while we waited, not to mention the kittens that were running around held our attention for a bit.

We kept our eyes on every car that passed by, making sure to look in all the windows just in case…no sign of Wanda yet.

It was getting late and the security started to arrive so mom and I got a little closer and sat down across from the entrance before they came back out…and they did. Which was a good sign something was about to happen, so we just minded our own business hoping not to be spotted.

My one good friend Captain Hook came out and said we needed to go back to where we were before.. that we were to close. So mom and I slowly and sadly started to get up, he must have felt bad because he said we could stay as long as we were good and since it was just the 2 of us.

By now it was after 7 and Captain Hook was with another man waiting, this man was constantly on his phone…another sign that things were going down. A few minutes later another guy showed up, tall and appeared to be wearing expensive clothes. I could hear them talking. He asked Mr.Hook what we were doing there, Hook explained the situation to him but told him it was his building and he could do what he wanted. The man turned to us and said we could stay there but we were NOT to talk to Wanda, approach her, or make any kinda of contact, that she was running late and we were to let her be.

I’m sorry, I didn’t come all this way to sit on the cement for hours and just let Wanda Sykes walk by. So we waited and in the meantime I prepared all the necessary equipment I needed, I figured she was already late..a few more seconds wouldn’t matter.

It was after 8 when she finally rolled up, at this time mom and I were in a standing ready position. She got out on the furthest side.. of course and I could hear her bitching, jokingly how it was a pain to get to Cleveland or something about the airport..whatever it was I am sure it was funny. At this moment I yelled her name and asked if we could just get a wave, mom had said hi and wished her a good show, she waved and thanked us. I had bought a bottle of wine earlier in the day I was going to give her as a thank you, I told her I had it for her but she declined it. She waved again and told us to have fun and then disappeared down the tunnel into the theater. Mom asked if I wanted to wait another 3 hours until she came out but I declined, it was late and I was defeated. I had video of that and felt it was better then nothing, so we turned and started to pack up.

The video I have did not load with the sound, so I need to figure out what’s wrong with it. I will post as soon as I can.

Just then Hook came out and asked if we had anywhere to hide our stuff, I informed him we were leaving. He then proceeded to tell us that Wanda’s people were giving us FREE tickets to her show, we didn’t believe him at first but he assured us that he would not lie about something like that. He informed us to wait and that her manager would be out with the tickets very shortly. By now mom and I were in shock, stuff like this never happens so we were super giddy.

A few short minutes later her manager came out and asked if our car was nearby so we could put our bags in and that he would wait for us. Just like that we had ran across a busy street like 2 crazy women, dropping our belongings behind us and not looking both ways. We made it back to the gentleman who introduced himself as Kevin McDaniel, her security director. He told us that Wanda wanted to know if we had tickets and that she wanted to help out her fans, that these tickets PERSONALLY came from her. We thanked him a thousand times and then both bear hugged him before we sprinted off to the show.

At this time I should add that I had tweeted Wanda a few times during the day, the first time was informing her that mom and I were lurking in the shadows. We wanted to hit her up before the show because I had an early morning, working 2 jobs the next day really takes a lot out of you. The 2nd time I tweeted her was to let her know that security was being mean to us and wouldn’t let us talk to her but that I was going to ignore them and say hi anyways…

…So as mom and I are making our way into the building I notice a Twitter notification from Wanda, it reads.  “I’m sending you tickets. Bring your ass inside.”

This night was turning out so much better than I had planned and the show was amazing. She started off with some political jokes, went into a poop story that had tears rolling down my face, her impression of her wife was hilarious. She is loud, says the F word every other breath, she is very visual and had the crowd going from start to end.

I took a few pictures with no flash, everyone was using flash photography and it made me nervous. I didn’t want to interrupt her, I’m sensitive sometimes.


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This is just video of her saying goodbye, I didn’t get any of the show.


The show was over and Wanda had disappeared offstage I knew we only had a short window to get back outside in hopes to meet her in person. We got to the isle and noticed exit signs along the walls, the signs read exit only watch your step so we were going to attempt to go out one of those doors, knowing where we wanted to be was just on the other side. Funny thing Hook was there yelling at us to go out the other way as mom is pushing and tugging on the door trying to get it to open.

Ok, so fine. Now we have to follow this slow ass crowd up the isle ways, we got stuck behind a smelly fat was horrible. Finally we got out to the lobby area where for a split second we were going to stop and use the restroom but decided against it. We flew through the crowd and made it to the parking garage where we originally came up, we got to the stairs and came to a dead halt. There was a 99 year old lady taking one step at a time, I finally had to push her out of the way. By now I can see the getaway car, it was on and ready to go and I was in a panic. FINALLY, I am using the word finally here a lot.. anyways. We made it out, there were like 3 other people and some bratty kids waiting outback to meet her. Seconds later she came out, Kevin gestured for us to come near. Mom and I waited back for everyone else to have their moments first and then we moved in when it was our turn. I thanked her and gave her an awkward hug, I tried to joke around but she was pretty serious. (If you saw her show you would have known that she can talk on stage to people for hours but one on one she gets weird and it was true.) She did start a conversation with me though, asking about my early morning. (She actually read my tweets) She took pictures with the both of us and signed our ticket stubs, we thanked her again before she left.

Below is the video I took of her signing but had to stop filming because I had to use my phone as my camera.


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She drove past us and I could see her waving, what a class act. I mean all around, from giving us tickets, to talking to us, to answering my tweets, to taking pictures and signing autographs.. I don’t think I could have asked for anything more.

Later that night my source told me she hit up the casino, haha.


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STALK ya later.


Your locks / My face – Getting personal with Whoopi Goldberg

“Oh Whoopi Goldberg, you weren’t getting past me without a picture.”  I said to myself, revealing a devilish grin.

It was about 7:30pm on the night of June 29th, 2001. My Mom had dropped me off at the entrance of Playhouse Square in Cleveland, I quickly made my way inside and headed to the Ohio Theater.

Oddly enough my parents let me go alone, my first comedy show and in downtown Cleveland. Nevertheless I was excited and couldn’t wait to see where my seats were, so I proceeded to the nearest old lady usher.

“Oh wow” She said “Follow me” and.. did… I… ever. I walked behind her all the way down to the front row and off to the left, for $65.00 I made it to Row A seat 1, Thanks Dad!

Whoopi came out shortly after and made an announcement, sitting in the front row middle was Muhammad Ali. He went right up to the stage and they shared a hug, it was a nice surprise.


Now back to Whoopi.

From what I could remember her show was great, half her jokes went over my head. I think I just laughed out of nervousness and tried to blend in, I mean I WAS a sheltered 17 year old with a boy haircut and the complexion of Powder. :-/

When the show ended I creeped around back and found her tour bus along with a nice handful of eager wannabes.

She pretty much told everyone to chill and quickly made her way through the crowd, I had a decision to make.

Do I get an autograph or do I go for the more personal touch and get a BFF photo together.

I figured a photograph would be awesome as balls but her bodyguards were being dicks so I snuck around to the door of her bus. I figured she would have to get through my dead body first if she wanted to leave.

Whoopi approached me and at that moment I stepped in front of the door and asked for a picture. She seemed annoyed, but figured she didn’t want to upset her only white fan and agreed.

However, do you remember me saying how her bodyguards were being dicks? Yeah. No one would take the picture of us, so like a gem Whoppi took the camera out of my hand, shoved our heads together and took the picture herself.

I thanked her and she was gone.

I was in heaven and if you don’t know what heaven is then you’ve never had Whoopi Goldberg’s dreadlocks cascade down your face.

We shared a moment I will never forget.