Me And Luke Wilson, we’re like THIS.
I think it’s time for a repeat of one of my most embarrassing moments, the Me And My Luke Wilson story. Please enjoy at my expense:
Wasn’t it just the other day I was telling you about the time I was hiking with my iPod up too high and annoyed a biker trying to get past me on the trail?
Yeah. It happened again today only the biker wasn’t annoyed and IT WAS LUKE WILSON. I so love it when the celebs show up in Tahoe.
Here’s how it went. I was on a very narrow trail, iPod up to blasting, and I was wailing along to Shattered by O.A.R. Having a great time, too. When suddenly Ashes (who was in front of me) turns and looks behind me.
Uh oh. Either there’s a bear behind me, or it’s—
Yep. A biker. I immediately nearly leap out of my skin.
He smiled. “Sorry, didn’t meant to scare you.”
I yanked my headphones out of my ear and stared at him. HORRIFIED because I’d been singing and probably dancing, and also tongue tied because holy shit, it’s Luke Wilson on a bike with a helmet and green hightops and cool sunglasses and that cute goofy smile and everything. “I’m sorry.” I think I stammered like a moron, too. “I had my iPod up too loud.”
He pulled his own ear buds out. “Me, too. No worries. Carry on!” And then he gave me a thumb’s up, smiled, and rode on by.
While I stood there staring after him thinking I NEED A PICTURE OF YOU FOR MY BLOG! LUKE! COME BACK! I SWEAR I’M NOT A STALKER!! LUKE??
I immediately called Alpha Man and told him what had happened. He was listened, and then said, “Tell me you didn’t make him take a picture for your blog.”
Ya think he knows me a little bit? “No, of course not. I wouldn’t do that.” Only because I couldn’t, because I’d been STAR-STRUCK.
“Did you chase him down?”
“No!” Only because he was on a bike and I’m lazy, but he didn’t have to know that. “Shesh. I have no idea who you think I am.”
“I know exactly who you are,” he said laughing.
Dammit. He does. But I don’t care. I saw Luke Wilson! And next time, Luke? I’m totally taking your picture.