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Today, in our work slack, there was a question of “who is the most famous person you have a picture with?” And I have many because
1) I live in LA
2) I know people who know people
Anyway, i chose the following (thread):
1) I live in LA
2) I know people who know people
Anyway, i chose the following (thread):
I remember this night SOOOO vividly.
I had just come from a concert to meet @coreysloane for some drinks at Hyperion Public and who just happened to be there, hanging out with his wife and friends, minding his own business, but Ryan Hansen.
I had just come from a concert to meet @coreysloane for some drinks at Hyperion Public and who just happened to be there, hanging out with his wife and friends, minding his own business, but Ryan Hansen.
Now, anyone that knows me knows how much I LOVE (love love love) Veronica Mars.
Seriously I rewatch the series (and yes, even the movie) at least twice a year since 2008.
I also have a love (along with Corey) for Party Down.
Anyway...
Seriously I rewatch the series (and yes, even the movie) at least twice a year since 2008.
I also have a love (along with Corey) for Party Down.
Anyway...
We’re there with friends and Corey pulls me over and says “I think Ryan Hansen just walked past us to the bathroom.”
Of course, I’m like nah. He would t frequent a bar in Studio City - not too much longer later, I would learn EVERYBODY frequented bars in Studio City...
Of course, I’m like nah. He would t frequent a bar in Studio City - not too much longer later, I would learn EVERYBODY frequented bars in Studio City...
But that’s neither here nor there.
I brush it off and he walks past us again, out of the bathroom and I look REAL hard (uncomfortably) and determined that, nah, it wasn’t him.
The bar was dim, so his hair looked brunette and I only knew him as a bleached blonde.
I brush it off and he walks past us again, out of the bathroom and I look REAL hard (uncomfortably) and determined that, nah, it wasn’t him.
The bar was dim, so his hair looked brunette and I only knew him as a bleached blonde.
So Corey and I decided to walk over to the bar to “order more drinks” but really it was to get a clearer look at this man, since his table had a open view from where we were standing.
And then it dawned on me that it was, in fact, Ryan Hansen.
And then it dawned on me that it was, in fact, Ryan Hansen.
So naturally, as a result of my love of VMars, I do my own version of fangirling and asking Corey if we should go bother this man for a picture.
And usually I’m not that aggressive about these types of things.
But I had just come from a concert... and was a lil drunk already
And usually I’m not that aggressive about these types of things.
But I had just come from a concert... and was a lil drunk already
So I make the call:
We’re gonna go over, tell him how much we love his shows, maybe get a picture and go on about our lives.
And that’s exactly what we did.
And he was SO gracious and nice and was happy to take the picture.
We’re gonna go over, tell him how much we love his shows, maybe get a picture and go on about our lives.
And that’s exactly what we did.
And he was SO gracious and nice and was happy to take the picture.
And then we walked away.
And that would be the end of that saga...
...except it wasn’t.
Instead, I did something that still sends shivers up my spine, to this day.
And if I ever see Ryan Hansen again, I’m gonna have to hide behind (or in) a trash can...
And that would be the end of that saga...
...except it wasn’t.
Instead, I did something that still sends shivers up my spine, to this day.
And if I ever see Ryan Hansen again, I’m gonna have to hide behind (or in) a trash can...
Corey and I went back to the bar so we could actually order drinks for ourselves, but I’m still buzzing from our encounter...
So I glance over and see that Ryan’s glass is almost empty.
And I look at Corey and say “should I order him a beer?”
So I glance over and see that Ryan’s glass is almost empty.
And I look at Corey and say “should I order him a beer?”
I don’t think Corey could even get a word out before I told the bartender the following:
“Can I get a Coors Light too?”
“Can I get a Coors Light too?”
How I feel reliving this story:
So the bartender comes back, with our drinks and the Coors, and I...
Whew...
I... happily, excitedly, proud of myselfly, walk over to Ryan and say
“I bought you a beer. I hope Coors is cool.”
In front of his friends and his wife.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Whew...
I... happily, excitedly, proud of myselfly, walk over to Ryan and say
“I bought you a beer. I hope Coors is cool.”
In front of his friends and his wife.
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
And again, he was incredibly gracious.
He took the beer. He thanked us...
...Never took a sip...
He probably thought “these psychopaths dosed this, someone get rid of it ASAPtually. Also, FUCKING COORS, BRO?!?!?”
He took the beer. He thanked us...
...Never took a sip...
He probably thought “these psychopaths dosed this, someone get rid of it ASAPtually. Also, FUCKING COORS, BRO?!?!?”
Anyway, I chose that picture because it comes built in with a really ridiculously story, and sometimes you need those because, why not?
Fin.
Fin.
Cc: @HiRyanHansen (if you ever happen to come across this thread, you’re dope. Promise I wasn’t trying to dose you)
