I have a friend who is a terrible practical joker with a hell of a lot of nerve. Plus...he's a tall, handsome guy. Well, one day he saw two elderly ladies, clearly J.W.'s making their way down the sidewalk to his residence! Being one who never fails to sieze the moment, he whipped off all his clothes except for his boxer shorts. The doorbell rang. He opened it and said, with a big grin, "Hi! Are you here for the orgy?"

They were gone in a flash.

True story. He does things like that.

He also once convinced a large restaurant's staff that I was a VERY FAMOUS folksinger, world famous in fact, and he thereby got us past a lineup of about 50 people who were waiting for tables that night. They not only got us a table right away...I was asked for my autograph by an awestruck kid from the kitchen staff. He swore that he "had all my albums". LOL! God knows where he got them...I've recorded exactly one album, and never yet bothered to have it commercially distributed.

I avoided that restaurant for a long time afterward, because I found the whole thing kind of embarrassing. I don't think I would take to being famous very well at all. People won't leave you alone when you're famous. ;-)