Bill Walton and me

[mdnitemarv]

The tickers all set up for the day, I take my afternoon constitutional.

I figure I'll see if my superior boss is in his office, so I take a trip through the campus to that building. He's on the third floor, so I wait for the elevator.

Soon a giant man comes around the corner whom I instantly recognize as the Redhead himself, Bill Walton. Named

Comments

[robbynewwave]

I'm probably th size of his CALF, so this is VERY amusing to me. ;-)

[mdnitemarv]

Just about. You'd look like a little doll next to him!

[evelynne]

Good job on retaining your powers of speech and sounding laid-back, unlike the poor guy with his mouth hanging open. It's pretty trippy, running into a famous giant. A famous happy giant. I like this guy.

[mdnitemarv]

Thanks! I'm pretty used to meeting famous people. It's a by-product of being at Harvard and doing shit like going to school with Natalie Portman.

That said, it was totally coolto meet Bill Walton, and a total mindfuck, mostly because the dude IS 7 feet tall. Anyone, famous or not, is imposing when they're 7 feet tall.

[lormagins]

i find it's easy to be unfazed by famous people when you've seen them snorting coke with your friend at a party. *rolls eyes*

(in all seriousness, that really did happen far too often. and no, i was not indulging.)

[mdnitemarv]

That works too. Mmm, drugs ...