I haven't met any celebrities at Disney, but I had a weird encounter with Charlie Sheen's bluejeans. . . .
I suppose I should explain. Back when we were dating and before Charlie Sheen cultivated his reputation as a connoisseur of prostitutes, my wife had a crush on him. (There's a running joke between us called "celebrity exemption", which involves a free-pass for otherwise illicit activities with this one person, should the circumstances ever arise. Her designee at that time was ol' Charlie.
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Anyway, there's a store just inside the entrance to the MGM park that sells hollywood collectables. They had a rack of clothing worn by actors during their film roles. Well, suddenly my beautiful and usually unflappable future wife starts doing something that looks like convulsions there in the store, and maniacally stroking this pair of ratty old bluejeans. Apparently, they were worn by Charlie Sheen in one of his earlier film roles (Ferris Bueller, I think), and were on sale. I don't remember what they were asking for them, but whatever it was, we couldn't afford it at the time, even if I thought it wasn't complete insanity for a woman to want to own a pair of pants to fondle.
This led to a 15 minute discussion a/k/a debate in which she actually tried to convince me that breaking the bank on this pair of jeans was a sound "investment". Meanwhile, she was drooling all over them, which was ruining the "investment" opportunity anyway. Looking back, it was hilarious, but at the time, it was a bit strange, to say the least. I mean, after all, the bikini I was inspecting that had been on Michelle Pfeiffer in the poolside scene from Scarface was a much more sensible investment, even at twice the price.
I suppose I should explain. Back when we were dating and before Charlie Sheen cultivated his reputation as a connoisseur of prostitutes, my wife had a crush on him. (There's a running joke between us called "celebrity exemption", which involves a free-pass for otherwise illicit activities with this one person, should the circumstances ever arise. Her designee at that time was ol' Charlie.
)Anyway, there's a store just inside the entrance to the MGM park that sells hollywood collectables. They had a rack of clothing worn by actors during their film roles. Well, suddenly my beautiful and usually unflappable future wife starts doing something that looks like convulsions there in the store, and maniacally stroking this pair of ratty old bluejeans. Apparently, they were worn by Charlie Sheen in one of his earlier film roles (Ferris Bueller, I think), and were on sale. I don't remember what they were asking for them, but whatever it was, we couldn't afford it at the time, even if I thought it wasn't complete insanity for a woman to want to own a pair of pants to fondle.
This led to a 15 minute discussion a/k/a debate in which she actually tried to convince me that breaking the bank on this pair of jeans was a sound "investment". Meanwhile, she was drooling all over them, which was ruining the "investment" opportunity anyway. Looking back, it was hilarious, but at the time, it was a bit strange, to say the least. I mean, after all, the bikini I was inspecting that had been on Michelle Pfeiffer in the poolside scene from Scarface was a much more sensible investment, even at twice the price.
My goodness, I am going in 9 days, my 4th annual trip to DW, and I can say that I have yet to see a celebrity. I guess I need to wipe the pixie dust from my eyes and start to pay a little more attention while walking around. I probably walk around most of the time with my eyes squinted anyway. The beautiful Florida sun is always a shock to my eyes....we don't get much sun here in Pittsburgh.
I only noticed when I was lookng back at pictures and took a double take and was just like 
hahhaha that was a shocker
) They worked for NBC, I have a feeling most of the ABC people go to WDW morefoften than others, hhhmm wonder why? 
