Six Degrees of Me

Feeling a little silly this morning, so let’s play a game!

I don’t have a ton of celebrity stories; I live a simple life in the middle of a cornfield.
I guess that contributes to my goofy star-struck nature when I do cross paths with ‘stars.’ Here’s one of my favorite stories:

My friend and I were at The Remains Theater closing party in Chicago. We had been big fans of the Remains Theater, 1800 North Clybourn (Goose Island Brewery), attending shows whenever we could. We were pretty disappointed they were closing. There was a decent crowd paying their respects in the bar outside the playhouse, milling, drinking, and chatting.

I saw a guy that looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him. My friend was equally stumped. We made it our own private party game to figure out why we recognized him. We followed him, engaging in conversation with the people he’d just left.* “Hey, we saw you talking to (nod in direction of departing mystery man), what’s he up to now?” When we’d gathered a bit of info, we approached him and chatted like we knew who he was. This is what we had garnered from our stealth stalking; his name was David, he was part of Lookingglass Theater, and he’d just wrapped up a run on NYPD Blue. Come to find out, he was David Schwimmer, the guy who married Kevin’s hippie sister on The Wonder Years (this is where I recognized him from), his character, 4B, had just been murdered on NYPD Blue (where my friend claims to have recollection), and he was wrapping up a new NBC sitcom that he was really excited about called Friends. He was really nice, friendly, talkative. I asked him for a picture and he patted his jacket and apologized for not having any on him. He may have blushed when I held up my camera and reiterated my request. After the show was a solid hit, I sent an 8×10 to the studio (return postage included) recapping this same story and ending with, “Please autograph and return or I may be forced to submit this to the National Enquirer with the headline, I had Ross’ love child!

That told, it’s game time!
Using David Schwimmer as the first in my chain of six degrees, let’s see who I reach…

Here are some potentially impressive yet random Hollywood names that were literally the first ones to pop into my head:
1. Elizabeth Taylor
2. Clint Eastwood
3. Bette Midler
4. Molly Ringwald
5. Kristin Stewart

  1.  Me -> David Schwimmer -> in Nothing but the Truth (2008) with Matt Dillon -> who was in Beautiful Girls (1996) with Rosie O’Donnell -> who starred in The Flintstones (1994) with Elizabeth Taylor
  2. Me -> David Schwimmer -> was in Breast Men (1997) with Chris Cooper -> who was in The Company of Men (1997) with Tommy Lee Jones -> who was in Space Cowboys (2000) with Clint Eastwood
  3. Me -> David Schwimmer -> in The Pallbearer (1996) with Barbara Hershey -> who was in Beaches (1988) with Bette Midler
  4. Me -> David Schwimmer -> was in Duane Hopwood (2005) with Janeane Garofalo -> who was in Now and Then (1995) with Demi Moore -> who starred in No Small Affair (1984) with Duckie, er I mean, Jon Cryer -> who was obviously in Pretty in Pink (1986) with Molly Ringwald
  5. Me -> David Schwimmer -> was in Big Nothing (2006) with Simon Pegg -> who was in Paul (2011) with Jason Bateman -> who was in Couples Retreat (2009) with Vince Vaughn -> who was in Old School (2003) with Juliette Lewis -> who was in Cold Creek Manor (2003) with Kristen Stewart (but since I’ve also met Juliette Lewis, we could cut to right here)

Are you thinking about who YOU are connected to? Keep me in your loop. I know you, so I’m associated with everyone within five degrees of you!
Sure you should be working or exercising or cleaning, but you can multi-task!
Google specifics later. Let me know who you’ve got and who you get to!

*In hindsight, we very well may have spoken to famous people and were too focused to realize!

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About Mary Fran Says

I am an artist, crafter, designer and writer. I enjoy working with mixed media-- applying visual and tactile manipulations to telling a story. Not a lot of market for that, though, :), so I'm focusing on short story submissions and novel completions. Yes, plural. Lots of beginnings, too many ideas, not enough focus.
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6 Responses to Six Degrees of Me

  1. Bob says:

    I think I got you covered. I interviewed a guy who played at Woodstock (so that takes care of any band you want to link to), I talked with comedian Richard Lewis who starred in a sitcom with Jamie Lee Curtis (who links you to most everyone in Hollywood). I covered Dan Quayle in the 1992 election so that covers the political right. And I met Barack Obama when he was running for the Senate; that covers the political left.

  2. Me -> You -> Guy who played Woodstock -> Jimi Hendrix! Awesome!!

  3. Kathleen Miller says:

    Went to Seattle, discovered where a certain cemetery was located, got a gravestone rubbing from a famous persons grave, returned home, gave it to someone special, you, my daughter!
    Me -> You -> Jimi Hendrix! Not six degrees but still cool.

  4. Kristin says:

    Over the years, I’ve met John Davidson; Billy Jean King; Brian and Dennis Wilson; Bono, the Edge, and Larry Mullen, Jr.; Don Johnson; and Barack Obama (well, shook his hand), but I can’t figure out the six degrees like you do! Though I think it was the connection with Obama that lead me to you–lol! Great blog, by-the-way.

  5. @Kathleen, Me -> You -> Nancy Kerrigan -> Tonya Harding -> Prisoners! hahaha

  6. Christina says:

    My favorite is still me -> you -> Juliette Lewis -> JENNIFER GARNER
    only 4 degrees but still my favorite!

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