My neighbors are pretty good friends with Eric Estrada. He's been here a couple of times and stayed with them. He actually a pretty nice down to earth guy. OK, that's my version of a "Keith" story.
Oh yeah? I'll take a crack at this Kieth Story thing.
Back in '94 me and some friends decided it would be fun to get stoned out of our minds and go to a Star Trek convention, but the leachy fuckers didn't have any weed of their own. They smoked mine all day and I had enough of sharing the wealth. I stepped outside and walked around the corner into the alley next to the Holiday Inn, leaned against the wall, and proceeded to smoke about 7/8 of a pretty good sized joint.
You know those unmarked steel doors on the sides of buildings with no handles on the outside? One opened right next to me, toward me like it would have hit me if it kept on swinging open, and as it swung closed the man on the other side was none other than William Shatner.
Neither one of us seemed to know what to do. He was obviously surprised there was someone in the alley and I was too stoned and surprised to think of anything to say so I just sort of gave him a droopy lidded stare which may have lasted anywhere from 2 seconds to 30 seconds. I mean I was
toasted. I think he was a little frightened but mostly just uncomfortable. He had 2 security guys behind him and they didn't know what to do either since I was just standing there staring at the man. It went on long enough that all of us were wishing there was a handle on that door tho.
I remember this part very clearly - I decided I should shake his hand, but just as I was ready to extend my right hand I remembered there was a smoldering roach in it, so I executed this sort of quick 1/4 turn to the right and threw it away, believing at the time that he wouldn't notice anything. Having disposed of the drugs, I held out my hand. That porky fucker left it hanging there for awhile too, not that I can blame him. Eventually he gave it a lightening quick shake, and I managed to spit out that he was good in Kingdom of the Spiders (a film which a friend had given me as a joke since it's Shatner at his absolute worst).
I think he said something like, "Uhhh thanks" before walking down the alley a limo that had come around the corner and was driving toward us. Guess he was in a hurry to get in it. And that's how I met William Shatner.