Dan Aykroyd Redux
Or, what would I do for free vodka?
Posted by: John Chandler on Sep 28, 2010 at 12:15PM
8 Comments
“What if I don’t want to see Dan Aykroyd?”
The guy in the 4 × 4 pickup was really irritated. It was stupefyingly hot in the parking lot and he wanted nothing more than to slip into Jantzen Beach’s Stateline Liquors and pick up a fifth of something. Instead, there was a line of 200 citizens stretched out the door, some clutching movie memorabilia, awaiting the opportunity to get a picture and autograph with Blues Brother, Ghostbuster, and artisan distiller Dan Aykroyd, who was on the premises stumping for Crystal Head vodka.
Fortunately, customers were ushered directly in. But if you were waiting for an audience with Dr Detroit, you would have to stand outside in the record humidity perspiring like a galley slave. This is the predicament that myself and two boon companions found ourselves. Considering we’d already suffered the torments of the damned in bumper-to-bumper traffic just to get there, we were in no mood to be patient. Besides, Dan (yep, first-name basis) told me just to go to the front of the line. Sure, no problem.
In an act of pure desperation I handed the guy at the door my business card and told him that Dan (yep, first-name basis) was expecting me. I did not foresee success and the folks at the front of the line giggled sympathetically at the utter lameness of my chicanery.
Perhaps Bacchus, the Roman god of spirits and intoxication took pity on me, because the next thing I knew my friends and I were brought face-to-face with the man himself. Nattily attired somewhere between golf pro and paramilitary groupie, Aykroyd jumped up from behind his table and said, “John! Look everyone! It’s John Chandler one of the region’s best writers, researchers, and archivists.” We posed for a few pictures and he gave me a fifth of Crystal Head vodka, embellishing it with a drawing of a flying saucer and the heartfelt sentiment, “John! Cheers! Dan Aykroyd.” And throughout this three-minute brush with greatness my mind was completely blank. I think I said, “Thanks.”
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Tags: comedy
Dude. You rule.
Who you gonna call? Bar Pilot!
Do you always have business cards on you? ‘Cause that’s a pro move right there.
So awesome… More so the fact you were speechless! ;-)
John, you live the life! That is great.
John- Dan is right, you are one of the best writers I know and so worthy of this encounter! And I can say….I knew you when….
My God, Aykroyd looks buff. Good show, John!
Great diary material! He was right about your talents. Looking at the picture, I think Hunter S. Thompson’s spirit has found a new home in Dan.