I am quite amazed with the fact that even though I haven't written here in a while, a few souls somehow manage to wander to this blog by means of accident. Thank you, Google.
I was in Los Angeles early June, and I did daydream I would meet Jason Segel during this brief stay. The possibilities were huge --- I was there on a business trip which involved Hollywood people. Hollywood producers, to be exact. And I did have my celebrity encounter, in the form of Mr Morgan Freeman, who shook my hand after looking up at him in a Puss-n-Boots manner, huge eyes, humbled expression, and purring, "Sssiiiirrr".
Hey, I just had to do something.
Meeting Jason Segel was not easy. Anyway, I only had a week in LA and most of the days there had to be spent on something work-related. And I wasn't exactly meeting the biggest Hollywood honchos, but mostly producers who were looking for that one tremendous break that would catapult them to a certain international status. Oh sure, I did meet one producer who had a name, and he was quite friendly, and I couldn't help give him my business card (which I hope he'd keep so he could contact me should he grow an interest in the business my company is offering). And I did attend this session which involved important producers. But let's see. It's all about how many degrees of separation I was from Jason Segel, and I must say, I was probably a couple of degrees away from him.
Yay, progress.
Before I went to LA, I kinda imagined what would be the most feasible way of meeting Jason Segel. And truly, knowing me, I went the romantic route and thought that the best way to meet him was by accident. Or a coincidence. Whatever.
I was inspired by this story involving Glen Hansard of the Swell Season. I read somewhere while he was in this hotel, a waiter suddenly approached him and gave him a bottle of wine. He looked at the "fans" and they were --- ta-da! --- Jason Segel and Paul Rudd.
Imagine!
But of course, that was Glen Hansard who is also a brilliant, BRILLIANT person. Very much deserving of that bottle of wine.
So I thought of the possibility of hanging out in some hotel in LA and then seeing Jason Segel, and then maybe I would send him a bottle of... water (I am not so sure if I can afford a GOOD bottle of wine in LA! If it's in Manila, not a problem at all). Oh, I don't know. Anyway, I'll probably pull off a stunt like that, and he'll probably go, "What the hell", and I'll muster all the courage, approach him, and say, "Hi... I came here to MARRY YOU!"... and I can see him all confused but then I try to save myself and say something stupid like, "Er, I was just trying something from you Forgetting Sarah Marshall, but instead of 'murder', I thought of saying 'marry', which is really, REALLY silly, really..."
Hm. Thank God that didn't happen, no?
Actually, I know this guy who used to be in Hollywood who knows someone who can "get" me Jason Segel. I was surprised with the prospect. But then he joked I wanted to sleep with Jason Segel, and I just had to say "Nooooooo!!!". He was serious, but really. I didn't pursue that possibility at that point. Not because I didn't want to meet him, but because... I don't know. It would be awkward. I don't want to be introduced to Jason Segel as the girl who just wants to hook up with him. Should the time comes that I do get to meet him, this current stance of wanting to marry him should remain a secret. Sort of. It's so high school to be introduced in manner of, "Hey, I want to introduce you to this girl ... and SHE HAS A HUGE CRUSH ON YOU!"
Geez.
Anyway. I am currently thousands of miles away from Jason Segel. I don't know when I am going to be in LA again. If I should meet him in the future, I think it will happen in situation that I haven't really imagined yet.
And good thing I have a life to think about!
