Bullshit claims to fame.

i worked on a photo shoot with kevin pieterson’s now wife jessica taylor from that girl band liberty X. apparently we were the first ‘media’ to be told that they got engaged. i also passed dipper in the corridor of the hotel where that shoot was happening. i also broke a $5k light that day.

My sister in-law bought a farm last year off Flea from the RHCP. Has a huge studio and everything, apparently he was selling off his OS investments as he was losing money on his US ones.

^ oh wow is that one near canberra/queanbeyan/bateman’s bay? Growing up in Canberra every cvnt had a RHCP Flea based brush with fame story. execpt me though :frowning:

I once made a coffee for Billy Connolly. Also, Eric Bana. And the British rugby union team.

I bought a LeBaron once owned by john voight…

But srsly, my friends aunt apparently hooked up with William Shatner one time when he was in Australia. Shattastic.

I know Bruce Dickinsons cousin.

Hot dog! We have a weiner!

Yeah just out of Moruya.

I have my own Flea story but isn’t as good. He was standing next to me in the crowd watching the Mars Volta at a Big Day Out a few years ago…

Ran into a few people while serving beers in various Melbourne bars.

Kamahl tried to get in when we were closed for a birthday function, claiming he’d sing happy birthday to the woman who’s birthday it was. She declined, it was pretty sad.

Bernard Fanning came in after a gig at the forum. I said ‘how was the gig?’ he said ‘yeah, really good’

Lead singer from Rocket Science came in, passed out upstairs, we had to call an ambulance, and then the fire brigade, because the ambo’s weren’t insured to take him down the stairs or something…

Hung out with Kate Nash for a night. She left a note on our fridge saying our housemate was a dickhead.

Also, went for a surf with Gary Ablett Jr. - funny guy. can surf.

oh shit, I almost forgot, I was best friends with Gary Sweets son in year 1. Went to his birthday aprty where gary sweet was dressed as plugga duck.

Me and a mate drank Rollins’ Band rider one time.
Then later that night I was on a bus where Fat Mike from NOFX was doing acid for the first time.

Played a show with Magic Dirt. They owe us $100.

I had to mark Jonah, I was packing it. Thankfully the weather was shit that day and we hardly saw the any ball.

For Adelaidians: I went to school with Todd “Getting you wet this weekend” Goudie from the Channel 10 weather surf report.

For everyone else: I went to school with all of (the original line up) I Killed The Prom Queen. Crafter is really that dumb. I shot the band photo in their first CD.

My parents live down the road from Rolf Harris, used to see him all the time around as a kid… but nothing happened.

I was almost going to post that when I saw the thread! Suprised it took so long.

My crap claim to fame is that I talked to Jabba live on Channel V on the phone for some crap competition back in 1997.
I’m sure there is more, but I can’t think of much crappier than that.

I got a high five from Cadel Evans.

Okay, so he was high fiving everyone, but I still got one! Will never wash my left hand…or was it my right? Ah well, I won’t wash any of them.

The Redgum song “I was only 19” was written about my Dad’s cousin.

Also, I once finished runner-up in a best-dressed contest at the Vegas club night in Edinburgh. Fuckin’ aye.

The Corrs played at my high school for a whole school assembly. Fuck knows why. I had to get up on stage and introduce them. I was really nervous and I think I screwed it up really bad.

my dad sang in a choir with a dude from the states when he was in uni. when i was 15 we went and stayed with him in seattle. turns out the dude is quite possibly (dad’s pretty sure, i have no idea) a billionaire.

his house is ridiculous, mates with bill gates, bill clinton and all these other people. lovely, humble family actually, might go and visit when i go over in feb.

TC - he thought i was literally retarded when he met me because i flipped out at the porsche in his garage when he came out to greet us.

oh, and he uses Ulysses S Grant’s desk in his office.