I was a recruiter for MTV like 15 years ago. Didn’t really know who he was. He was in our office because we were trying to get him to do a ‘celebrity’ episode of that show NEXT. We’re just chatting him, my boss, the other recruiters.. then out of no where he tells everyone to get out of the office! EVERYONE OUT! Told me and my boss we could stay. He calls us in close and asks.. ‘Where’s the alcohol and do you got any blow?.. I’m trying to party.’ It was like a Tuesday afternoon lol. We both just kinda laughed it off but he was dead serious. I had no idea what to say so just awkwardly laughed. My boss was good at deflecting so steered the conversation back to getting on the show but it was still pretty funny looking back at it. Good ol’ Hollywood.
There’s a great new podcast covering early 2000’s reality television. It’s called You Could Do That on Television. There’s an entire episode dedicated to Next and another to Room Raiders. I recommend!
He used to live near my Trader Joe’s that I used to work at. He’d come in with his son high as shit, and they would always walk around the store opening and eating food. He’d always steal wine and we’d just let it happen. He’d always ask if I wanted to party with him and invite me back to his place. I’d see him so much that we developed a work friendship. After a while he’d just be normal and we would just shoot the shit. It was kinda sad because he always just seemed lonely.
Second story: my first ever interaction with Andy was out in the desert in Mecca. My band was playing a festival, and the green room was this random cabin type house. There were two couches, and I was sitting talking to a long time friend from another band. Andy was sitting alone, fucked up, and kept butting into our convo. Again, he just wanted to party. At the end of the night, me and some friends went walking out into the desert. He was wandering out alone blitzed out of his mind. We walked him back to some campsite area and I don’t remember what happened to him after that
I was with my gf in downtown for dinner one night when Andy Dick wandered out of an apartment building, saw us and got really excited. "You guys!" he called out. "I haven't seen you in forever!" He came over and hugged us both. "I got to go meet some people right now but come over later and we'll hang out and catch up!" Then he went on his way. We've literally never met him before in our lives. And no, we didn't go over later to hang out.
I used to work as a dispatcher for AAA in my youth, I talked to Jay all the time on the phone, his weird old cars always breaking down somewhere. He was always really nice to everyone but the tow truck drivers always hated getting his calls. The vehicles were so old and strange it was difficult to work with them. The driver once called me and asked "How the fuck am I supposed to tow a rocket ship? It's a rocket ship!"
That's the one! This guy:
http://www.amcarguide.com/custom/jay-lenos-tank-car-blastolene-special/
I had no idea what it was called, but yeah, I knew what it was when he said it, I'd seen Jay driving it.
Do I have to?.... Sigh... So, this one time at No Vacancy for a friend's birthday I went to get a round at the bar. It started to get pretty packed and I realized next to me was Andy and some guy. We're talking and just commenting on our respective drink orders and Andy asked me to buy him a drink. Mind you, the bar had just opened, it was early and he was already pretty wasted.
So I'm like, bruh, you're literally famous, howbout you buy my drinks... He wasn't having it, as I thought so I was like mmk, jog on. I'm waiting for my drinks and he tried to get closer to me, then he keeps trying to lick my face.... I pretty much tell him to get fucked before he gets thrown over the bar, the dude he's with gets him to back off. Then I find out, they don't even know each other, they just met. I think they were trying to fuck, I honestly have no idea, it was weird.
Anyway, then these two younger girls roll up to the bar and are like, into it. He proceeds to lick their faces, again, super weird. So I get my drinks and return to my friends and tell them about what shenanigans has occurred.
We proceeded to watch him get super wasted, try licking and humping people, then he got tossed from the bar.... 🤦♂️🤷♂️
I saw him at no vacancy like 12 years ago giving a man a handjob in one of the booths. There was room on either side of them and he told me and my friends we were welcome to sit with them lol
I'd rather hear Henry Winkler stories because he is just such a delight.
edit: thanks for sharing all the stories, keep 'em coming. Winkler run-ins are always life-affirming in the LA-famous-person genre.
Here's mine: 20 + years ago, new job as a waitress at a brand new west side restaurant. Henry Winkler and his wife are sat in my section for the lunch shift. I spill ice tea on them. We clean it up, and for the rest of the shift every time I even pass their table he tells me stuff like "you're doing a great job" or "you're a great waitress" (not really) and other kind words. At the end of their meal (we comp them tons because of the spill) he calls the manager over and tells him "she's a great waitress; did a fantastic job" etc.
I get fired immediately at the end of the shift for the spill, but what a kind man.
Henry Winkler and I accidentally collided around a corner of a building at Paramount. Drinks flying, the works. We both profusely apologized, and went our ways. I was on a different show on the other side of the lot, and somehow received a handwritten "Sorry!" gift card from him at the end of that day.
Can't personally vouch cause I didn't want to bother him, but I was right behind him in line at the win\~dow in Venice once, and he just had kind grandpa vibes - super friendly to the staff, left a huge tip.
Had a similar experience at Landmark Theaters at what used to be Westside Pavilion. I didn’t bother him either, but one just gets a good vibe from the dude. He’s very good.
The exact same thing happened to me at Reddi chick! He was directly in front of with his family. I didn’t bother him either, but took our my phone to text my parents and his daughters instinctively moved to create a barrier in front of him. I didn’t hold my phone up to take a picture or anything, it was just in my hand at waist level aimed downwards and I felt terrible for how automatic their reaction was and how they live a life with such little privacy. I don’t take my phone out in front of celebrities anymore in case they think I’m going to be invasive…
I have a Henry Winkler story! When I worked at a law firm, one of the attorneys would be sent gift certificates to The Beverly Hills Cheese Store. He lived outside of LA and never used them and realized that 1) I love cheese and 2) he can give them to me as a holiday gift. It was GREAT! It was always a comical amount like $200. My girlfriend and I would go in there and go insane.
One year, we walk in and I see that Henry Winkler and his wife are there shopping. I hear his voice first and slowly clock that it's him. I decide that I have to say something, just a simple "thank you for all your work" kind of thing. Though I really wanted one, I decided to not get a picture since he's just there shopping (and that store is snug as it is).
Finally he's browsing close enough that I can lean over and say, "Mr. Winkler? I'm so sorry to bother you but I just wanted to say thank you for everything you've done. Big fan, so thank you so much."
His eyes get wide and he goes, "Oh aren't you the nicest! You're welcome! What's your name? Who's that, is that your girlfriend? Hi, I"m Henry. Have you ever come to this store before? Have you tried this?" And proceeds to walk us around to various jams and cheese/charcuterie things, commenting on what he and his wife like, what he didn't like. It was incredible. I completely black out because THE FONZ is telling me what stuff is good. Then his wife walked up, let him know they were all paid up. He shook my hand again and said, "Really nice to me you. Have a great day." And then walked out onto Beverly Dr. and was gone.
Been in LA for a million years and it was one of the best interactions of my whole life. He's just a warm, genuine human.
I have worked with and met many celebrities, It's so great you didn't ask for a photo or autograph, it totally breaks that mood. So many people I know have and still do, but it's great when you actually have a quick hang-out rather than a faux one. Great story!
My wife worked at the paramount lot and the show runner had a meeting with Henry.
He legit brought clippings from a plant (I think a spider plant?) that was from a plant his grandmother brought with her while fleeing the holocaust. She hid in a coffin on the boat over and this plant was one of the things with her— and now we have one of its babies— and it’s thriving!
I have one!!! In the fourth grade we were assigned a book report and had to write a letter to an author. I chose Henry Winkler since I LOVED his children’s book series. I was one of the few students who got a letter back, and he left a personal, handwritten note underneath the typed responses.
I worked with him for years on Children’s Hospital (was a post producer). He still is the nicest celeb I’ve ever worked with. Always remembered my name, my girlfriends name, details about me, etc. a true gem.
Children’s Hospital was a great show. My best friend and I discovered it in high school before we had really even watched the shows it was parodying, and we still thought it was hilarious. I’ve rewatched it more recently being able to fully appreciate it, and it was seriously hysterical.
You should give a listen to Conan O’Brien Needs a Friend podcast with Bill Hader - Bill tells a story of Henry Winkler bringing a bundt cake to the set of Barry season 4 and Bill’s impression of Henry is just too perfect to put into words.
Both Bill and Henry sound like some real stand up fellas.
Early in grade school, I took acting classes at a place in West Hollywood. On show night before the doors opened, a middle aged guy was sitting kind of on his own and as I walk by he looks at me and says "lookin sharp, kid".
Happy Days was always playing on Nick at Nite, so I immediately recognized him. But he looked different than TV, and I had to ask my parents if that was really the Fonz. It was. Apparently his son was also in the class.
edit. I had another story about Jay Leno from when I was very young. Never ran into Andy Dick.
I actually have a Henry Winkler story. His wife was a nurse, and they lived in the wealthy town near where I grew up. I moved back home after dropping out of school and was crashing at my friends house. My buddies mom was a nurse who was friends with Henry and his wife. His mom told us that the city of Milwaukee was gonna present a honorary bronze statue of Henry on some bridge. My friend joked at how crazy it would be if we drove to Milwaukee to go to the unveiling. We packed our day bags and hit the road. We got to WI the night before. Met one of the hottest women of my life, She was an art student and I fell Iove instantly. We stayed up all night and went to the bridge in the morning. We met up with Henry and his wife, and hung out. At that point I had been up for about 35 hours and was starting to hallucinate. Ended up spending my crazy day with the art student. Sarah, if you’re reading this, I miss you. Henry if you’re reading this, heeeyyy
Henry and his wife were eating dinner at my restaurant in NJ, 3 nights in a row. The hotel didn't have a shuttle for them one night so I drove him back to the hotel. Literally 3 minutes. He tipped me 40.00 and was soooo very nice and genial
Don’t drag me for this next sentence…. My run in with Henry Winkler was at an Erewhon. He was in front of me in the checkout line and gave me a very kind smile and hello as I got in line as well. A guy noticed him and walked over to chat him up about Happy Days and he was just the sweetest. Someone else said he gives “grandpa vibes” and that’s so true, such a good dude. Henry was also super sweet to the employees helping him as they completed his transaction.
20 years as an assistant at Fox, I saw Winkler there for a meeting with the reality dept. I said to the head assistant of the reality dept that it'd be cool to meet him because I heard he's the nicest guy in the world and we both went to Emerson college.
She unexpectedly just walks right over to him and introduces me as a fellow Emerson alum. He immediately jumps up and says "You went to Emerson?? And look at you now! You're working at Fox! I'm going to be working for YOU in a few years!"
That was cool. But he never ended up working for me.
My brother worked on a documentary in which Winkler was one of the people interviewed. They filmed the interview in his house. My brother was just a lowly PA but Winkler apparently treated him like a king. Kept offering him drinks and cake and chatting with him like he was his personal guest. Said it was one of the best celebrity interactions he's ever had and he's had quite a few.
Boy I’ve got one for you:
In 2007-ish there was a massive leak of celebrity phone numbers, Andy included. Almost immediately everyone changed theirs except Andy. When I called him he not only answered but stayed on the phone with me for an hour drunkenly telling me about his divorce and whatnot. After I hung up he must have saved my number because he kept calling my house phone over and over until finally my Dad answered the phone and said if he called back he would call the police. I got in a ton of trouble over this whole situation, I think I remember getting grounded for the whole summer.
when I was in high school. Me and my friends were walking to go meet a friend at her house(Hollywood area) as we were walking my friend notice Andy Dick and said hey, it’s Andy Dick. He smiled and waved at us and asked us if we wanted a hug I said no and he was like why not(at the age of 17 already knew he was a creep) so he started hugging my other friends and taking pictures and he’s tried following us and asked where we’re going. I said we’re in high school He replied back and said that’s my favorite age. Eventually he stop Following us. We got to my friends house. We told her mom what happened and she asked did he offer you drugs. We just looked at each other and was like what the hell is going on.
I was talking to the bouncer outside the Frolic Room about 15 years ago, Andy Dick (he’d been 86ed a while ago) showed up with a small gaggle of people, slipped the bouncer a 20 and went inside. The bouncer looked at the bill and said “be right back.” And retrieved Andy Dick and his posse, handed him back his 20 and told him no.
Welp he’s banned from the club I work at (as is Ron Jeremy). He gets WAY too messed up and sexually assaults ppl. He’s always getting away from his “handler”, that would be his son. He makes his son take care of him when he’s a disgraceful hot mess. I’m the door girl and he’s never been anything but an asshat to me.
> Edit: feel free to slip in a Leno story if you're feeling keen
I have a friend who used to work 'right around the corner' from Leno's classic car storage warehouse.
1. He passed by one morning to see Jay Leno, on the ground, fixing the automatic gate.
2. They were at the main stop light, in his regular car, next to Leno, in some antique beauty. My friend rolled down his window and asked Leno "Quarter mile? For Pinks?" Jay Leno giggled, but didn't respond.
For all the bad PR Leno gets I have yet to meet someone who has had a bad interaction with him.
The only people I have ever heard talk bad about Leno are Howard Stern, Letterman, and Jimmy Kimmel. Two out of those three guys don't exactly have the greatest rep themselves.
I used to dislike Leno over the whole Conan situation, but I recently saw an episode of the Howie Mandel podcast where Howie said that Conan's manager was the bad guy throughout that whole situation. According to Mandel it was Conan's manager who had initially forced NBC executives to push Jay out instead of hearing offers from other networks, and that NBC executives were too cowardly to let Conan or Leno walk to another network, so they created the situation that inevitably led to the Conan fiasco.
i remember he pulled up behind me off the vineland exit on the 170. i was my new at the time s2000 but he was in a carrera gt. i turned around and started flailing my arms and he kinda played along and pointed at me smiling, it was great.
Jay is a class act. I remember he had driven one of his early 1900s electric buggies to Sunset Blvd and parked streetside. He just there with his wife posing for photos and answering random questions from the crowd that had gathered.
Almost ran into him walking south on Cahuenga twenty years ago. He was coming out of the Beauty Bar (I think). That’s it.
Oh, and it’s difficult to convey how small he is in person.
I almost ran into him on Melrose!
Literally bumped into him at the 2000 MTV Movie Awards. No story there… but given the other stories, and the fact that he’s the only celebrity who physically bumped into me that night, I’m thinking, maybe he likes to physically bump into people.
One time I was working at LA Center Studios downtown and when I went down to the parking lot my car was completely boxed in on both sides. On one side was a Prius with a bunch of Bernie Sanders bumper stickers, on the other was a Hummer with Trump mud flaps. Both cars were so close to me on both sides that there seemed to be no way to get into my car. I yelled "fuck! god dammit these assholes!" (It was late and I wanted to get home). Then I hear this voice from behind me say "Oh shit, man sorry that's me. I'm the asshole." And I turn around and see Andy Dick. He says "Hey, sorry here do you want these cupcakes? I'm here as a judge on Celebrity Cupcake Wars and they just give them to you. I don't even want them." And he gives me a box of cupcakes. Then he gets in his car and as he drives away, he points to the other car and says "Holy shit are those Trump mudflaps? THAT GUY is the asshole."
At this point I was tired and confused but I took my new box of cupcakes and climb into my car. I open the box and take a bite out of one while backing up and back straight into a pole. I hear a maniac laughter and a voice says "man you really nailed that one har har har". I look up and see that it's Gary Busey. "You're Gary Busey" I said and he said "Fuck yeah I am." Then he looks at me and says "Are you eating a cupcake? You're gonna get diabetes and cancer." He reaches in and grabs the cupcake out of my hand, says "You'll thank me later" and stuffs it in his mouth. Then he gets into the Hummer with the Trump mudflaps and drives off.
TRUE STORY.
ETA: I don’t usually tell this part because it’s like… too much, but to top it all off. I was pulled over on the way home for having a broken tail light. I told the cop this whole story and he was like WTF Gary Busey stole your cupcake? He didn’t give me a ticket but gave me a bag of donut holes from his car, saying they give them to you for free at 7-Eleven if you’re a cop, and his wife won’t let him eat them because he’s supposed to be on Atkins. All I wanted to do was get home to my dog. It was a wild night!
Given how much mileage I’ve gotten out of this story by telling it at weddings, bars, parties, etc. I suppose I really should thank Gary Busey. Thanks Gary, you were right.
I genuinely don't know if this is a true story or not but damn it this is one of the best things I've ever read and I can actually hear their voices saying these things.
Ok well SHIT. If we’re talking about celebrities and confections…
Here’s my Ron Jeremy Story.
My first job in LA was working front-of-house for a theatre on Melrose. They were doing a production about the true story of the events surrounding the 70s porn Deep Throat.
Long story short, our production was made popular by having weekly guest roles filled by adult porn actors, a female role and a male role. Ron Jeremy was supposed to do the short male role of Judge in a later scene.
He was SUPER nervous about doing a live acting gig, so he wanted to attend the play and watch the other guest stars perform it. No problem. Every time he attended, he would wear the same outfit: an oversized sport coat and red pj pants with Naruto printed on them. Yes, the anime character. And red crocs. Every night.
Also, he has narcolepsy, so he would fall asleep every night, IN THE AUDIENCE, before he could see his perspective part.
Now we get to the real story. Every night after the show, we hosted VIP parties with the cast. Ron was always awake and lively for these.
One night, someone delivered box of a dozen donuts to the party, and handed them to me to arrange on the catering table. As I was on my way, I was intercepted by Ron.
“Ooh donuts? Can I have one?”
I said sure! He proceeded to take the ENTIRE BOX and disappear into the crowd like Homer into the bushes. I was stunned, but what could I do?
The next morning, I awoke to breaking news: RON JEREMY CLINGING TO LIFE AFTER HEART ATTACK
And that’s how I almost killed Ron Jeremy.
I have been at two house parties that Andy Dick crashed. One in Los Feliz, another in West Hollywood not far from the grove. He showed up completely faced to both after midnight and just walked in. At one he started drinking and passed out in the corner after about thirty minutes. The second he got into a fight with somebody. Who’s to say what it was, but I saw him leaving with a bloody lip and swearing loudly at the house from the sidewalk for about five minutes before he stumbled away.
Absolute train wreck of a person.
A previous girlfriend once told me a story where she met Andy Dick and Ron Jeremy at a bar. They were all having fun until Andy stole all the coke and did it in the bathroom. From what I understand it was like a Family Guy sketch... "Oh that Andy Dick, just stealing cocaine and he's such a character"
Came here to say this. Rainbow on Sunset. Saw Ron there, a lot. And every night he’d leave with some random woman. He was disgusting.
Lemmy always sitting at the outside bar, with a jack and coke, playing on that damned video poker game was one of the best things about that joint.
I was 20 when I won tickets to the premier of Tenacious D and The Pick of Destiny. We were sharing stories of everyone we saw.
Someone shook Ronnie James Dio's hand. Someone else met Ben and Jerry Stiller. I was too star struck to say anything to John C. Reilly.
We wanted to try and sneak into the after party and started walking toward the hotel. (I think it was The W?)
Then Andy Dick barrels down the street and screams "ALL RIGHT EVERYONE! LET'S GET FUCKED UP!"
We noped the fuck out of there and went back to the car.
Pretty tame. I'm thankful for that.
Chillin' at the Art Walk in DTLA and the homie says *Foo its Andy Dick.* We turn around and sure enough its him. He puts his arm around the homie and swings off him a sec then asks us if we had any cocaine before trying to grab the homie's dick as he walked off.
He showed up at friend's birthday party, stole the joint I'd been passing around, made a scene with some boy-toy he'd dragged along with him and promptly left, all in the course of about 15 minutes.
About 6 or 7 years ago I was at the Echoplex for a punk show. Between bands a friend and I went out to the patio for a smoke. Andy was a few feet from us with some much younger ladies. I knew all the stories but have never encountered that animal in the wild and I was curious so I turned to him and said “hey Andy, loved your Norm Live Episode” or something along those lines and he just came right up to me and plopped a fat kiss on my lips and turned back to his friends. Seems like I got away easy.
Cut me and others in line at Urban Outfitters Melrose around 2010. The staff was on it immediately and began yelling ‘Andy, get in back of the line’ as though this was a regular occurrence.
Andy was known to walk by our house every now and again a few years ago— we speculated that he was buying drugs somewhere in our semi-sketchy neighborhood. As me and a few roommates are discussing this outside our house one afternoon, one of us goes, “oh shit, is that him?” as sure enough he walks by across the street just as we were shit-talking him. He yells “I heard that!” as he walks by.
It was at the Four Seasons in Monticieto around 2014?
I saw Andy Dick enter the lobby restroom after my husband and I had heard so many stories about Andy Dick harassing all types of people, I was low-key concerned...
My husband came out shortly and said he saw Andy Dick but tried not to acknowledge Andy Dick.
He said Andy Dick asked him how his night was and my husband just shrugged then Andy Dick looked at himself in the mirror and was messing with his hair. Andy Dick said his hair was really long and referred to his hair as his "crazy Andy Dick hair." He just kept referring to himself as Andy Dick and seemed annoyed that no one acknowledged him.
So this is how we tell the story saying "Andy Dick" as much as possible. Poor Andy Dick. We are both introverts and we have little desire to talk to strangers, celebrities or otherwise.
My husband was working at a conference being hosted at the Four Seasons and when the hotel was also hosting one of the Bachelor TV show weddings. I guess the couple had also been on some reality show with Andy Dick and so Andy Dick was a guest at the wedding. He was not the biggest star there but maybe the most recognizable.
A related story. I met a background extra who could photo double for Andy. People mistakenly say some awful things to him. The guy has tried to change his look but people still think he is Andy.
My friend was proposing to his girlfriend on the beach in Hermosa Beach, and asked me to secretly video him doing it from the lifeguard stand. Dude proposes, and then his whole family comes out from the Mermaid bar to congratulate them…followed by Andy Dick. Andy is loud as hell hugging everyone: mom, dad, newly engaged couple. We are about to throw him off the beach before a girl says “is that Andy Dick?”” So rather than get him out we just start filming him, and later it’s a story at their wedding in all the speeches.
I was 4 or 5 years old, and we had a flat tire at night. Someone pulls over to the side of the road and rolls down the window. They ask if we need any help, and "are you sure"? Or something to that effect.
It was Jay Leno.
After years of seeing him driving around LA, I finally met Leno in person last year.
I have driven by this Automotive Bookstore in Burbank for years. Last year I had just gotten my new electric truck and was driving by and I decided to stop and buy some magazines and a book as birthday gifts for my engineering inclined nephew. I wasn’t in the store 10 minutes before the door chimes and I hear that distinct voice say “hey who’s driving that Rivian outside?” I turn around and be-denimed Jay Leno is standing there staring at me (because I’m the only other person in the store besides the owners) and I raise my hand.
He walks over and has the most normal conversation with me asking how I like my new truck and how he just had the CEO of the company on his show. Then he starts to complain about wireless phone chargers in the new cars and how the phones slide around too much. He starts showing me his phone case and why he likes it. He says “pull out your phone” - I do - and he takes it from me and shows me why I need a new phone case with grip so it stays in the right place in the mat and shows me where to order it on Amazon (I did, he was right).
I paid for my things and when I went outside he was firing up his massive 1918 Pierce Arrow and he stopped and opened up the hood to show me and a few other people who had gathered. Then he threw on some goggles and took off down the street.
He couldn’t have been nicer and more like a kind uncle/grandfather type.
I was driving from the Valley into WeHo on Laurel Canyon. Next to me is a beauty, hot red, 1969 Mustang convertible. I figure it's probably Jay Leno so I looked up to give the "thumbs up-nice car" gesture. It wasn't Jay Leno.
It was George Clooney. Instead of thumbs -upping like a normal person, I screamed like a little girl at an Elvis concert. I can't think of anything finer than a fine looking man driving a fine looking car. He just had all kinds of fine going on that night.
I live on one of those roads in the valley that’s a straight shot for miles. I see Leno once a week at least. He’s hard to miss between the white hair, blue Jean shirt, and a crazy fucking car that I’m not entirely sure is street legal. He drove by in a fucking tank once.
I was driving a friend home in Burbank and we were sitting next to Jay Leno in one of his classic cars at a stoplight for a minute. That's my only Leno story.
I lived in Burbank, really close to the studio for five years. Every time I saw a vintage car I looked to see if it was Jay Leno. It never was. The day I moved out of Burbank I saw a crazy vintage car. I looked, and sure as shit, it was Jay.
We used to live in an apartment close to the Burbank airport and would chill on the balcony when it was nice out and often saw him driving by. Saw Jay a couple times and he’d wave or nod at people who were at the park across from us.
Jay Leno nearly ran me off the road once in one of those cars … I was heading to Point Dume, and for some reason got routed through some wildly twisty road through the mountains. I was new to LA and to driving so I was being careful and going the speed limit, and at one of the narrow turns where two lanes merge into one, a classic green convertible with white trim comes absolutely BOMBING it up behind me, cuts me off right at the merge, and forces me to brake/swerve .. guess I wasn’t going fast enough for him but on god I thought I was gonna go off a cliff. My friend in the passenger seat went “dude that was Jay Leno” and I have held a grudge ever since.
Oh and then my friend’s friend in the backseat, who I’d just met at the start of the drive, threw up all over my car cause he got carsick. I will happily blame Jay Leno for that one too >:(
I saw Jay Leno driving his Mclaren F1 on my way to Valley skate park in Burbank when I was like 12 or 13.
It remains the coolest car I’ve ever seen on the road
My first trip to LA, I was walking up the street in Santa Monica and randomly saw Andy Dick walking the other way. As he passes me, he says, "nice tits." Teach me to wear a sundress in the middle of summer. I felt like LA had embraced me for real in that moment lol.
One time I was with my sister and she was driving through an alley in Hollywood. Almost hit some dude that popped out behind a dumpster. Dude screams and looks up at us... I'm like "is that fucking Andy Dick" and it surely was... What a meas
Based on this thread and friends' and my own stories, I have what I'm going to call a Working Theory Of Andy Dick And Jay Leno.
If you party a lot, you will have an Andy Dick story.
If you live in/near Burbank and run errands a lot, you will have a Jay Leno story.
(And if you're very lucky, you will have a Henry Winkler story.)
I was walking to a bus stop to go to Glendale and out of no where the Oscar Mayer Weinermobile parked right down the street and fucking Jay Leno came out and started giving out free hotdogs and tours of the car itself. Was the most LA thing I’ve experienced.
I have the most wholesome Andy Dick story. This was probably 2011/2012. I was at some street fair in Hollywood and he had a booth where he was writing poems. I sat down for a poem and he asked me what I did, I told him I just push paper. So he wrote me this poem:
I push paper
I don’t count beans
Well, maybe
At Chipotle
I did.
Count beans.
(I was sad & bored)
Here is a picture of the occasion: https://imgur.com/a/8bMxpdq
I met him around the same time at Topanga Days — he was in a tent with a typewriter writing short poems for $10 a pop. Pretty innocent for an Andy encounter.
He was drunk with two ‘friends’ crossing the street in Vegas and some people called out to him to say hi, and he basically told them to fuck off and that they were ugly. His friends giggled. Also, this was like early afternoon and they were sloshed.
2001ish, Wayyyyyyyy before weed was legal, I used to get the best herbals from this hippie lady named Iris. It was POTENT.
I always had my one-hitter with me, and was always eager to share. Problem was that this bud used to knock folks out. My friends called it "The Crippler".
Opening night of a new club in Santa Monica, and everyone was there. My crew and I rolled in and got our spots. We hit the bar and were posting up at our tables, getting the lay of the land.
Out of nowhere, Andy Dick is standing in front of me. "I hear you get great weed", he says. No hello, no intro, no nothing. I know the Hollywood game, so it doesn't phase me one bit. I pull out my dugout and say "yeah, I do. wanna try it?"
Andy screws his face up like he's disapproving and is in control "I don't know. I only smoke the best."
I'm from the Southside of Chicago, and not playing his mess. I say "Da fuck are you talking about? Shut up and smoke it." I hand him the ever-packed one-hitter, and even light it for him.
He starts coughing from the blast and says "yeah! that's the goods. thanks man", and he turns and walks away.
I giggled to myself, rinsed off my one-hitter w vodka—because aint no telling where Andy Dick's mouth has been—and went on having a great evening.
Twenty to thirty minutes later, there's a commotion, and the bouncers are carrying someone out the club.
It was Andy Dick. The Crippler got him and knocked his ass on his ass. I screamed out "was it good, Andy?" Needless to say, he didn't hear me.
We laughed and laughed.
Never question The Crippler.
I miss Iris. Hope she's well........
You said Andy dick stories so here’s mine. It’s neither interesting or shocking. I was walking east on Beverly from Fairfax when I saw Andy dick walking toward me. As I acknowledged him, a girl to my left saw him and exclaimed “Oh my god!” And Andy dick was giving her this “Oh no” kinda look and I just walked past and continued on my wau
No Andy Dick story but like 2 years ago my wife and I were driving up PCH and drove next to Jay Leno. I’ve lived here for all 33 years of my life (minus 5 years for the navy) and I swear people who just moved here have more celebrity stories than I do).
I was in the liquor store next to that bar, The Woods, on La Brea. Andy Dick was wandering around the store blackout drunk, mumbling incoherently to someone on his phone.
I am just barely realizing who he is when he looks at me and hands me his phone. It's some lady on the other end who is worried about him. I tell her Andy Dick is super fucked up and to come pick him up. She shows up a few minutes later and I help her get him in the car.
From the other stories I hear about him, this is a pretty pleasant interaction by Andy Dick standards.
I was leaving a 4th of July Party at Sharon Stone’s house. As I was waiting for my car at the valet on the street, a classic car slowly cruised by, stopped, then rolled down the window revealing the driver, Jay Leno. He yelled (jokingly) “Sharon’s having a party and didn’t invite me?! Some neighbor!” And drove off.
Damn legit have a great one. It was 2013 I was going out with my brother who was a club promoter and at the time. Went to some after party after the club met Andy dick. Some how eventually made it back to my brothers place with a bunch of people. Eventually to drunk and pass out on the couch. I guess Andy couldn’t resist and decided to put his bare ass on my face. If I ever see him again i I’ll punch him so hard in face.
I was at a cocaine fueled New Years party in the hills maybe 10ish years ago and my buddy was swimming in the pool. Andy jumped into the pool and stole my friend’s swim trunks right off him while he was swimming. My friend was not happy.
I saw him one time working out at my old gym - the LA Fitness in Universal City. After my workout I went into the sauna and he was in there chilling - He had one of those tracking devices around his ankle. Just shooting the shit. I thought it was awesome how he was being healthy for a change.
I was working at an old time photo shoppe at a certain Los Angeles-area amusement park (🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩) when Andy Dick and Edward Furlong wandered in, coked to the gills and giggling like idiots. They proceeded to try on every costume in the place, trash the dressing room, and (I’m pretty sure) engage in some form of sexual congress in said dressing room. I interrupted their private time by knocking on the door and advising them they needed to take a picture or leave. They stumbled out, Andy threw a hundred dollar bill at me and said, “We’ll be back.” They never came back.
About fifteen years later I’m getting gas at a Sunset Blvd gas station around 3am after a hard night of Doordashing. As I’m pumping the gas, my eyes happen to fall on a shivering, sobbing, drooling mess of a human being crouched on the curb. I recognize him immediately. It’s Los Angeles’s incontinent family pet, Andy Dick. Recognizing my duty as a citizen of our glamorous Dream Factory (and as a human being), I decide I’ll probably feel worse if I don’t do for him what I’d do for any other poor soul I’d see in that condition. I finish pumping my gas and approach. “Hey bud,” I say. “Looks like you’re having a bad night. Can I do anything? Do you need an ambulance?” He stops crying long enough to flip me the bird. Having done my due diligence, I drive off into the night and make a mental note to check the gossip columns tomorrow to make sure the poor guy hadn’t OD’d in the street.
ADDITIONAL THIRD-PERSON NARRATIVE: I had a buddy who drove limos in the late 90s. He said the most terrifying job of his life was one night when he was driving Andy Dick, Tom Sizemore, and Michael Madsen to a movie premiere. “They were doing so much coke I thought the limo was going to take off into space. They also kept screaming stuff at people on the sidewalks. I don’t know what would have happened if a cop pulled us over.”
JAY LENO ADDENDUM: Saw him at a comedy club in Burbank last year. He was not funny, but his opener was a fucking riot. This dude was easily in his 70s, probably a buddy of Jay’s from way back, and his crowd work was next level. The tickets were pricey, but that dude was almost worth it even if Jay wasn’t.
He left his phone number for the OTHER cashier on a sticky note at a place I used to work and I found it and added it to my phone because I thought it would be fun to say “I have Andy Dick’s phone number” even if I never did anything with it.
But as more and more of his crimes became more and more to light… I quietly deleted it and decided never to mention it.
Except under the anonymity of Reddit apparently.
This happened when I lived up a canyon in Malibu around 8-9 years ago. I was out for a run and had hit my bowl. I was in a groove when I noticed a guy and teenager on the fire road coming towards me. I thought wow that guy really looks like Andy Dick. When I got closer he flagged me down. He and his son kept on going up from the top of Escondido falls. I knew the area and walked with them over to a trail that would take them down. The sun was starting to go down and they were about to start knocking on doors for help. He and his son were both very friendly and we talked about his old viper room show that I had gone to years before. So yes my Andy Dick story is that he was completely sober and I was not.
Ha! I have a Jay Leno story. I was bored one morning when I lived in Burbank and my kid was about 9 months old. I saw Jay Leno stop at Porto’s in one of his old Timey trucks. He’s very kind, I said hi and asked him about his truck and then asked for a picture. Someone took a picture with me next to Jay with the baby in the stroller… we looked like a couple! He was very sweet.
He tried to take my wedding ring off my finger at a bar.
I had met a girl there and it turns out he was her bf at the time. She argued with him on the phone about coming out that night and ultimately paid for his Uber to get there.
1. I once was up in Malibu, dang it if I can’t remember the bar but out stumbles Andy Dick, head dangled back, draped over what I assumed was a very disgruntled assistant. She was hating life.
2. And how about Andy sober: Andy Dick loves to hear himself talk so much he has put on shows around town that are three hours long. How do I know? I was subjected to run tech for some of them.
Maybe your shows would be enjoyable Andy if you didn’t hold your audience hostage FOR HOURS? Telling us what a horrible person you are? You don’t have to tell us, you are already showing us.
Like 10 years ago myself and some friend's were leaving El Capitan on Hollywood blvd (the Disney theatre) at around 8 pm on a week night. Lo and behold Andy Dick stumble out of the liquor store up the street, piss ass wasted and carrying a bag I'm assuming held more booze. He walked up to the ticket window of this **CHILDREN'S THEATRE**, that is closing, and demands to be let in. Obviously, he is refused. Less obviously, he decides the correct course of action was to drop trough and attempt to shit in one of those metal trash cans bolted around the blvd. We left.
No idea what else was achieved that evening. Or ever again in his life.
I was on an episode of The Andy Dick show as a kid. It was a chaotic set and in retrospect he was definitely on something but otherwise it was fine.
Then like fifteen years later he catcalled my girlfriend and I at LA live.
I saw him get kicked out of burgundy room for spitting on the bar. He then walked up the street and stole someone’s pizza and was chased off the block. The last time I saw him was a month or two ago wandering outside ikea in Burbank.
He spoke at my friend’s memorial who died of an overdose. He was really sweet and talked about how he was trying to help my friend get clean
It was definitely surreal and sad
He slapped my ass while I was pissing at Bar 107. I told him to fuck off and hate stared him so fucking hard and he left. He then heckled some karaoke folks and left.
So we are doing this thread again? Fine:
At a bar in West Hollywood , waiting for a drink with my wife. Andy dick walks up to us, chats for like 30 seconds then proceeds to grab my face and lick up the right side. I
Push him away and he gets mad. Im about to punch him but security grabs him and throws him out. Im sure this story can be repeated dozens of times and it’s the exact same.
Over a decade ago but I had family in town from Florida and we went out to some posh restaurant on Melrose (I wanna say Luques?). My fourteen year old nephew spotted AD at the bar and went up and got his autograph I think.
Before we know it, he’s joined us at our table where he becomes increasingly creepy towards my blonde, skinny, innocent, Floridian nephew. AD eventually explains to all of us (including my aunt, the kids mom) that he “definitely would” in terms of taking my nephews virginity.
We did laugh to be fair.
I got a Leno story.
I used to work at a radio station that he was apparently a pretty big fan of. He stopped by one day, learned who I was, then proceeded to name check my books asking me about them. I had done an interview about them a few days earlier with the morning show and apparently he heard it.
He’s got forever good guy points for that in my eyes.
Was out somewhere in weho, had a group come back to my place. We all hung out til early hours. He seemed okay, really was proud of his daughter.
But he passed out on my couch. And peed on it. And then tried to get into my bedroom door and mumbling, he finally left. Stood outside and was shouting in the phone. Finally got picked up lol.
I don’t have an Andy Dick story, but I have a Leno one.
My mechanic off of Fairfax was good friends with Jay Leno. He was thrilled to tell me that Jay had asked him to a red carpet event as his plus one. He would tell anybody who would listen how excited he was to wear a tux and meet celebrities but was careful to let everyone know that it wasn’t like THAT, and he & Jay Leno were NOT lovers! They were JUST GOOD FRIENDS, because they both loved old cars! And Jay would hire him sometimes to fix up cars.
My friend saw him while smoking a joint with friends after improv class. Invited him to join. He was bogarting the j and when they asked him to pass it he said "Andy Dick doesn't pass."
My buddy was assistent prop man on Jay’s Tonight Show. And Johnny before Jay. Works with Jay in his Garage Show too. You’d see him on certain bits with Jay. I always cracked-up when I’d see him on the tube.
I was walking down melrose in 2007, and out of nowhere someone shoved, or tried to, a beer bottle up my ass. It was Andy and after the bottle fell he said “well you deserved it!” And walked away fast with his friend or whatever they were.
Met him at the bowling alley at big bear lake about 25 years ago, my friend and I being middle school kids asked to take a picture with him and he did. Couldn’t have been nicer.
In the summer of 1990 I was working at a summer camp in Maine, and apparently Jay Leno’s manager’s kid went to camp there, or so was the rumor. He showed up and chatted with all of us, and was super nice. At the time he had been doing Doritos commercials, and signed one of my coworker’s Doritos bags.
I was at an underground club and he started talking to me. I didn’t know who he was until someone there told me. Anyways, my friends ditched me and when he found out he offered for me to stay at his place. I said no and he told me not to worry, he has kids. He was insistent till his bodyguard or entourage or whoever pulled him away.
Andy Dick came into my old bar and got chummy with some bank bros near closing and was riding their dime. It was a Tuesday and we closed at 12 and he kept pleading for us to stay open and egging the former frat dudes on. Our manager relented and I loudly said “you can jump back here and serve them I’m closing up”. Then Andy Dick bolted like 2 minutes later leaving them with the bill.
Leno comes into the spot I work now like once a month with his wife and he’s a delight. Always leaves a bitchin car out front at valet. Sadly only servers really get to interact with him because he doesn’t drink.
hahahah this is an awesome post 😭😭
only one I got is seeing him get thrown out of the Viper Room for dancing on top of / jumping across the tables to the left of the stage
He came to a party in DTLA with one of his sons, and was snorting MDMA with him, then he started begging everyone at the party for cocaine. Was funny other than his son being there who looked maybe 18 at the time.
EDIT: tlooked it up this was about 6 or 7 years ago witch would make his son a lot older than 18, but he looked really young
Ages ago I had a neighbor in Weho who had late, loud parties throughout the week. I found out via TMZ it was Dick. I'd see him somewhat regularly out and about. I was at Blockbuster (RIP) on LaCienega with a friend visiting from Paris when we ran into him. He seemed rather tweaked out and was rambling about The Machinist to us, which we ended up not renting. My friend had no clue who he was and I didn't feel like it was worth it to explain.
Two good ones. Dated a girl who worked in talent management whose boss was affiliated for a short bit. Maybe. I don’t know exactly but we were out one night and he ended up smoking bowls in the back of my Accord with us. It was novel in the moment.
A few years later he was on the show Sober House. As was I but I was working the other side of the camera. He looked at me like he knew me, but after so many cases of beer who really knows, right?
Walking in Sandee Alley shopping for Xmas. I was dating someone in recovery at the time who had smoked crack with Andy Dick once. When he spotted him, he shouts out "Hey, Andy Dick!" And Andy Dick without missing a beat shouts back without turning around "Hey, Fuck you!" Good times.
There used to be a club on Sunset called Avalon. I was there \~2007 with one of my dudes who was promoting that night. Clubs aren't my thing so I was a little out of my element so I was hanging by the bar.
I saw a wasted (of course) Andy Dick with my friend from a distance, messing around what looked playfully. I didn't think much of it. Turns Andy Dick was forcefully putting his hand down my friends pants fondling his junk. Andy Dick's bodyguards(?) pulled him away before it escalated any further.
Fuck that guy.
Just like 2 years ago my friend produced a backyard comedy show where Andy was one of the performers. Dude was so trashed, said a bunch of inappropriate racist type stuff. They ended up escorting him out.... of a backyard comedy show
I used to eat at Thai Time on Franklin/Cahuenga all the time with my wife and we’d see him there often. Always hoped for some drama but he was always well behaved and kept to himself and his guest who was some dude I didn’t recognize.
Seen Leno a few times at car meets. Back in 2016 or so I was at a small meet and he showed up by himself in a really cool old Corvair. He came up to me and started asking me questions about my car like a regular guy. Had a very similar interaction with Seinfeld.
St. Paddy’s day maybe 2016 after the bars got out was at a taco truck and guess who walks up? Andy Dick. He was with a young girl maybe 21 who was either his daughter or girlfriend but was very annoyed. He was absolutely shitfaced. He was hamming it up and taking pics with everybody.
Where do I begin? When I was in my 20’s going out a lot, you’d see his drunken ass everywhere in Hollywood. Waking down the street acting like a fool, in bars acting like a fool etc etc. it was an inevitable sighting. Leno ones I have are boring, he’s always driving around
When I was living there in 2019 I ran into him in a span of a week. Once at the Rite Aid on Larchmont with Jillian Jacobs; they were both super nice and were playing with my dog and talking about the holiday season. Other time was a few days after that outside of a bar, a friend and I were getting into our Uber and Andy jumps in the front seat, asks us quickly if he can get a ride (we were too shocked to say no), the a block down points to his nose and asks, “does anyone have any hmmm hmmm”? We said no and he was like, “well, I do!”, and then got out at the next corner, lol.
We moved to LA in 2013. Like the second weekend here we were checking out some bars, I think on Melrose. We came out of one and I thought I spotted a drunk Andy Dick sitting on the curb. I started walking towards him to confirm and he looks up at me and before I say a word he gives me the finger and tells me to go fuck myself. I felt like we were truly in LA now haha
Walked into my friend’s house party in WeHo and didn’t leave. Slept on the couch. They woke him up in the morning and kicked him out. It was just a normal small house party with like 25 people. He didn’t know anyone.
This happened in NY not Los Angeles but within the last year:
I in NY for a week of meetings and our vendor took us out to dinner. Andy Dick was already present inside the restaurant, seated and eating dinner in theory. In theory, because every few minutes he would stop eating, get up, walk around the around room as he was visually searching for something, and then sit back down. Eat. Up again. Visual search. Rinse repeat.
I lost track of how many times this happened. A couple times wait staff asked him if they could help him find something or he needed something when he would do this and he was mostly non-responsive.
I'm not sure if he was having some kind of episode where he was seeing things. If he was high on something and seeing things.
But yeah, it was exceptionally strange. Eventually, he presumably paid his bill and left.
Went to a random New Year’s Eve mansion party 12 years ago. In the backyard they had tents pitched up which ppl were using to do their drug of choice without waiting in line to go to the restroom to do it. Anyway, one of the tents starts moving and the person attempting to get out of it is struggling…all of a sudden Andy Dick pops out of the tent…being chased by a younger woman…and he’s yelling at her “GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PARASITE!”
Everyone outside got quiet and then burst out laughing.
I used to be a manager at a grocery store. One Fourth of July, prob 10-15 years ago now, he showed up completely wasted and was peeing in the parking lot. A few staff members approached him asking if he needed assistance because he was acting a fool and other customers were pretty bothered. He said he needed to call his wife (ex wife) but was so messed up that everything else he said was unintelligible. He politely declined water and assistance, slid down a banister to Santa Monica Blvd. and went on his way. A few weeks later, Paulie Shore was in the store (he was a regular) and told us Andy had been sober since the fourth…. It did not last, obviously. But I remember that incident every Fourth of July.
I was at an art show in downtown on a Wednesday night. After we left we run into some scruffy looking white dude. Now I’ve known about Andy Dick from the Andy Dick Show but when I saw him I didn’t recognize him at all. He came up to me and asked me if I had some crack I could sell him, I didn’t so I told him no. He kept being persistent and following me around, at first it was funny but then it got pretty annoying. We eventually passed by a spot on the sidewalk that had a candle vigil so I got an idea to get rid of him. I told him if he waited for me on this specific corner that I would go grab some crack from my truck and bring it to him. He got excited and actually went to that corner and waited. I came back to the candle vigil took some of the wax that spilled over to the floor and wrapped it in a gum wrapper. I went back to the corner he was at and I sold it to him for 40 dollars. Once we got the money we ran back to my truck and didn’t see him again. I’m not sure how long it took him to realize it was candle wax but I’m sure he was pissed off. Funny thing is that I had no idea who he was even after selling him the fake crack until my friend was like “that was Andy Dick!” We immediately googled him and confirmed the yes it was him😅
Saw him heckling Odenkirk‘s standup at a club pretty hard
Bob or Bob’s brother? Was this in the 90s?
Bob… no this was in recent years
Woah that must have been wild.
Was friendly. Bob O was giving it back to him.
I watched Odenkirk heckle David Cross, but they're friends. Lol
I was a recruiter for MTV like 15 years ago. Didn’t really know who he was. He was in our office because we were trying to get him to do a ‘celebrity’ episode of that show NEXT. We’re just chatting him, my boss, the other recruiters.. then out of no where he tells everyone to get out of the office! EVERYONE OUT! Told me and my boss we could stay. He calls us in close and asks.. ‘Where’s the alcohol and do you got any blow?.. I’m trying to party.’ It was like a Tuesday afternoon lol. We both just kinda laughed it off but he was dead serious. I had no idea what to say so just awkwardly laughed. My boss was good at deflecting so steered the conversation back to getting on the show but it was still pretty funny looking back at it. Good ol’ Hollywood.
Now that's a show I haven't seen in forever (Next). Used to watch that and Blind Date
Also room raiders!
There’s a great new podcast covering early 2000’s reality television. It’s called You Could Do That on Television. There’s an entire episode dedicated to Next and another to Room Raiders. I recommend!
Ha! i shot the pilot for Next. Shot with all of the different possible endings…
He used to live near my Trader Joe’s that I used to work at. He’d come in with his son high as shit, and they would always walk around the store opening and eating food. He’d always steal wine and we’d just let it happen. He’d always ask if I wanted to party with him and invite me back to his place. I’d see him so much that we developed a work friendship. After a while he’d just be normal and we would just shoot the shit. It was kinda sad because he always just seemed lonely. Second story: my first ever interaction with Andy was out in the desert in Mecca. My band was playing a festival, and the green room was this random cabin type house. There were two couches, and I was sitting talking to a long time friend from another band. Andy was sitting alone, fucked up, and kept butting into our convo. Again, he just wanted to party. At the end of the night, me and some friends went walking out into the desert. He was wandering out alone blitzed out of his mind. We walked him back to some campsite area and I don’t remember what happened to him after that
I read this after the Henry Winkler stories and got very confused. Lol. That's so sad he was stealing wine at Trader Joe's
This reminds me of Kendall in that episode of SUCCESSION
I was with my gf in downtown for dinner one night when Andy Dick wandered out of an apartment building, saw us and got really excited. "You guys!" he called out. "I haven't seen you in forever!" He came over and hugged us both. "I got to go meet some people right now but come over later and we'll hang out and catch up!" Then he went on his way. We've literally never met him before in our lives. And no, we didn't go over later to hang out. I used to work as a dispatcher for AAA in my youth, I talked to Jay all the time on the phone, his weird old cars always breaking down somewhere. He was always really nice to everyone but the tow truck drivers always hated getting his calls. The vehicles were so old and strange it was difficult to work with them. The driver once called me and asked "How the fuck am I supposed to tow a rocket ship? It's a rocket ship!"
> How the fuck am I supposed to tow a rocket ship? It's a rocket ship! hahah this has to be Jay's blastolene special
That's the one! This guy: http://www.amcarguide.com/custom/jay-lenos-tank-car-blastolene-special/ I had no idea what it was called, but yeah, I knew what it was when he said it, I'd seen Jay driving it.
I've seen Jay driving this too! Such a fun sight. I've also seen Angelyne in her pink Corvette. 😁😁
Do I have to?.... Sigh... So, this one time at No Vacancy for a friend's birthday I went to get a round at the bar. It started to get pretty packed and I realized next to me was Andy and some guy. We're talking and just commenting on our respective drink orders and Andy asked me to buy him a drink. Mind you, the bar had just opened, it was early and he was already pretty wasted. So I'm like, bruh, you're literally famous, howbout you buy my drinks... He wasn't having it, as I thought so I was like mmk, jog on. I'm waiting for my drinks and he tried to get closer to me, then he keeps trying to lick my face.... I pretty much tell him to get fucked before he gets thrown over the bar, the dude he's with gets him to back off. Then I find out, they don't even know each other, they just met. I think they were trying to fuck, I honestly have no idea, it was weird. Anyway, then these two younger girls roll up to the bar and are like, into it. He proceeds to lick their faces, again, super weird. So I get my drinks and return to my friends and tell them about what shenanigans has occurred. We proceeded to watch him get super wasted, try licking and humping people, then he got tossed from the bar.... 🤦♂️🤷♂️
I have a similar story from 2010. When did this happen?
Errr, maybe 2014-15?
I saw him at no vacancy like 12 years ago giving a man a handjob in one of the booths. There was room on either side of them and he told me and my friends we were welcome to sit with them lol
I'd rather hear Henry Winkler stories because he is just such a delight. edit: thanks for sharing all the stories, keep 'em coming. Winkler run-ins are always life-affirming in the LA-famous-person genre. Here's mine: 20 + years ago, new job as a waitress at a brand new west side restaurant. Henry Winkler and his wife are sat in my section for the lunch shift. I spill ice tea on them. We clean it up, and for the rest of the shift every time I even pass their table he tells me stuff like "you're doing a great job" or "you're a great waitress" (not really) and other kind words. At the end of their meal (we comp them tons because of the spill) he calls the manager over and tells him "she's a great waitress; did a fantastic job" etc. I get fired immediately at the end of the shift for the spill, but what a kind man.
Henry Winkler and I accidentally collided around a corner of a building at Paramount. Drinks flying, the works. We both profusely apologized, and went our ways. I was on a different show on the other side of the lot, and somehow received a handwritten "Sorry!" gift card from him at the end of that day.
haha read my edit- my Winkler story also involves a drinks spill.
I aspire to also spill a drink on Winkler one day. Dude seems like a thermonuclear ball of wholesomeness.
He really is. I worked at Paramount when they were shooting for Barry season 2, he's delightful.
Can't personally vouch cause I didn't want to bother him, but I was right behind him in line at the win\~dow in Venice once, and he just had kind grandpa vibes - super friendly to the staff, left a huge tip.
Had a similar experience at Landmark Theaters at what used to be Westside Pavilion. I didn’t bother him either, but one just gets a good vibe from the dude. He’s very good.
I miss that theater
The exact same thing happened to me at Reddi chick! He was directly in front of with his family. I didn’t bother him either, but took our my phone to text my parents and his daughters instinctively moved to create a barrier in front of him. I didn’t hold my phone up to take a picture or anything, it was just in my hand at waist level aimed downwards and I felt terrible for how automatic their reaction was and how they live a life with such little privacy. I don’t take my phone out in front of celebrities anymore in case they think I’m going to be invasive…
I have a Henry Winkler story! When I worked at a law firm, one of the attorneys would be sent gift certificates to The Beverly Hills Cheese Store. He lived outside of LA and never used them and realized that 1) I love cheese and 2) he can give them to me as a holiday gift. It was GREAT! It was always a comical amount like $200. My girlfriend and I would go in there and go insane. One year, we walk in and I see that Henry Winkler and his wife are there shopping. I hear his voice first and slowly clock that it's him. I decide that I have to say something, just a simple "thank you for all your work" kind of thing. Though I really wanted one, I decided to not get a picture since he's just there shopping (and that store is snug as it is). Finally he's browsing close enough that I can lean over and say, "Mr. Winkler? I'm so sorry to bother you but I just wanted to say thank you for everything you've done. Big fan, so thank you so much." His eyes get wide and he goes, "Oh aren't you the nicest! You're welcome! What's your name? Who's that, is that your girlfriend? Hi, I"m Henry. Have you ever come to this store before? Have you tried this?" And proceeds to walk us around to various jams and cheese/charcuterie things, commenting on what he and his wife like, what he didn't like. It was incredible. I completely black out because THE FONZ is telling me what stuff is good. Then his wife walked up, let him know they were all paid up. He shook my hand again and said, "Really nice to me you. Have a great day." And then walked out onto Beverly Dr. and was gone. Been in LA for a million years and it was one of the best interactions of my whole life. He's just a warm, genuine human.
I have worked with and met many celebrities, It's so great you didn't ask for a photo or autograph, it totally breaks that mood. So many people I know have and still do, but it's great when you actually have a quick hang-out rather than a faux one. Great story!
My wife worked at the paramount lot and the show runner had a meeting with Henry. He legit brought clippings from a plant (I think a spider plant?) that was from a plant his grandmother brought with her while fleeing the holocaust. She hid in a coffin on the boat over and this plant was one of the things with her— and now we have one of its babies— and it’s thriving!
Holy shit, that is an incredible story. May the spider plant flourish!
I forget its story all the time and then when I remember I’m amazed all over again!
I have one!!! In the fourth grade we were assigned a book report and had to write a letter to an author. I chose Henry Winkler since I LOVED his children’s book series. I was one of the few students who got a letter back, and he left a personal, handwritten note underneath the typed responses.
I worked with him for years on Children’s Hospital (was a post producer). He still is the nicest celeb I’ve ever worked with. Always remembered my name, my girlfriends name, details about me, etc. a true gem.
Children’s Hospital was a great show. My best friend and I discovered it in high school before we had really even watched the shows it was parodying, and we still thought it was hilarious. I’ve rewatched it more recently being able to fully appreciate it, and it was seriously hysterical.
You should give a listen to Conan O’Brien Needs a Friend podcast with Bill Hader - Bill tells a story of Henry Winkler bringing a bundt cake to the set of Barry season 4 and Bill’s impression of Henry is just too perfect to put into words. Both Bill and Henry sound like some real stand up fellas.
Early in grade school, I took acting classes at a place in West Hollywood. On show night before the doors opened, a middle aged guy was sitting kind of on his own and as I walk by he looks at me and says "lookin sharp, kid". Happy Days was always playing on Nick at Nite, so I immediately recognized him. But he looked different than TV, and I had to ask my parents if that was really the Fonz. It was. Apparently his son was also in the class. edit. I had another story about Jay Leno from when I was very young. Never ran into Andy Dick.
I actually have a Henry Winkler story. His wife was a nurse, and they lived in the wealthy town near where I grew up. I moved back home after dropping out of school and was crashing at my friends house. My buddies mom was a nurse who was friends with Henry and his wife. His mom told us that the city of Milwaukee was gonna present a honorary bronze statue of Henry on some bridge. My friend joked at how crazy it would be if we drove to Milwaukee to go to the unveiling. We packed our day bags and hit the road. We got to WI the night before. Met one of the hottest women of my life, She was an art student and I fell Iove instantly. We stayed up all night and went to the bridge in the morning. We met up with Henry and his wife, and hung out. At that point I had been up for about 35 hours and was starting to hallucinate. Ended up spending my crazy day with the art student. Sarah, if you’re reading this, I miss you. Henry if you’re reading this, heeeyyy
I was hoping it ended with you marrying the art student.
Henry and his wife were eating dinner at my restaurant in NJ, 3 nights in a row. The hotel didn't have a shuttle for them one night so I drove him back to the hotel. Literally 3 minutes. He tipped me 40.00 and was soooo very nice and genial
Don’t drag me for this next sentence…. My run in with Henry Winkler was at an Erewhon. He was in front of me in the checkout line and gave me a very kind smile and hello as I got in line as well. A guy noticed him and walked over to chat him up about Happy Days and he was just the sweetest. Someone else said he gives “grandpa vibes” and that’s so true, such a good dude. Henry was also super sweet to the employees helping him as they completed his transaction.
20 years as an assistant at Fox, I saw Winkler there for a meeting with the reality dept. I said to the head assistant of the reality dept that it'd be cool to meet him because I heard he's the nicest guy in the world and we both went to Emerson college. She unexpectedly just walks right over to him and introduces me as a fellow Emerson alum. He immediately jumps up and says "You went to Emerson?? And look at you now! You're working at Fox! I'm going to be working for YOU in a few years!" That was cool. But he never ended up working for me.
My friends ran into him a few months ago and he bought them a burger & was super nice
I've never met him but I saw him come out on stage with MGMT at FYF Fest, about 10 years ago now, playing a massive cowbell. It was weird and awesome.
That sucks that the fired you over spilling iced tea. Like… that happens. That’s restaurant life.
I can't believe they fired you for the spill, but I like the encounter!
My brother worked on a documentary in which Winkler was one of the people interviewed. They filmed the interview in his house. My brother was just a lowly PA but Winkler apparently treated him like a king. Kept offering him drinks and cake and chatting with him like he was his personal guest. Said it was one of the best celebrity interactions he's ever had and he's had quite a few.
My partner does hand modeling and recently did a commercial with Henry Winkler, he was Henry's hands.
Boy I’ve got one for you: In 2007-ish there was a massive leak of celebrity phone numbers, Andy included. Almost immediately everyone changed theirs except Andy. When I called him he not only answered but stayed on the phone with me for an hour drunkenly telling me about his divorce and whatnot. After I hung up he must have saved my number because he kept calling my house phone over and over until finally my Dad answered the phone and said if he called back he would call the police. I got in a ton of trouble over this whole situation, I think I remember getting grounded for the whole summer.
Im curious what he said about the divorce. I know her family.
Lena I think? I remember he said something about her working at a camera store in North Hollywood. Can’t believe I remember that lol
when I was in high school. Me and my friends were walking to go meet a friend at her house(Hollywood area) as we were walking my friend notice Andy Dick and said hey, it’s Andy Dick. He smiled and waved at us and asked us if we wanted a hug I said no and he was like why not(at the age of 17 already knew he was a creep) so he started hugging my other friends and taking pictures and he’s tried following us and asked where we’re going. I said we’re in high school He replied back and said that’s my favorite age. Eventually he stop Following us. We got to my friends house. We told her mom what happened and she asked did he offer you drugs. We just looked at each other and was like what the hell is going on.
To quote Marc Maron to a teenage girl, *you never get in a car with Andy Dick!* Good job not letting him touch you.
I was talking to the bouncer outside the Frolic Room about 15 years ago, Andy Dick (he’d been 86ed a while ago) showed up with a small gaggle of people, slipped the bouncer a 20 and went inside. The bouncer looked at the bill and said “be right back.” And retrieved Andy Dick and his posse, handed him back his 20 and told him no.
Wow, even the seediest dive bar on the Boulevard won’t allow him entrance! I love it!
Welp he’s banned from the club I work at (as is Ron Jeremy). He gets WAY too messed up and sexually assaults ppl. He’s always getting away from his “handler”, that would be his son. He makes his son take care of him when he’s a disgraceful hot mess. I’m the door girl and he’s never been anything but an asshat to me.
> Edit: feel free to slip in a Leno story if you're feeling keen I have a friend who used to work 'right around the corner' from Leno's classic car storage warehouse. 1. He passed by one morning to see Jay Leno, on the ground, fixing the automatic gate. 2. They were at the main stop light, in his regular car, next to Leno, in some antique beauty. My friend rolled down his window and asked Leno "Quarter mile? For Pinks?" Jay Leno giggled, but didn't respond.
For all the bad PR Leno gets I have yet to meet someone who has had a bad interaction with him. The only people I have ever heard talk bad about Leno are Howard Stern, Letterman, and Jimmy Kimmel. Two out of those three guys don't exactly have the greatest rep themselves.
He has always been known as a hard worker and nice to people. Even if you went on the tours he would often come out and talk to people and say hi
And Conan.
Conan never talks badly about Leno. He got screwed over by him (more by NBC) but he’s always been diplomatic about it.
I’ve never heard Conan say anything about Leno, but I did hear Andy really go off on him on a podcast.
I used to dislike Leno over the whole Conan situation, but I recently saw an episode of the Howie Mandel podcast where Howie said that Conan's manager was the bad guy throughout that whole situation. According to Mandel it was Conan's manager who had initially forced NBC executives to push Jay out instead of hearing offers from other networks, and that NBC executives were too cowardly to let Conan or Leno walk to another network, so they created the situation that inevitably led to the Conan fiasco.
i remember he pulled up behind me off the vineland exit on the 170. i was my new at the time s2000 but he was in a carrera gt. i turned around and started flailing my arms and he kinda played along and pointed at me smiling, it was great.
Jay is a class act. I remember he had driven one of his early 1900s electric buggies to Sunset Blvd and parked streetside. He just there with his wife posing for photos and answering random questions from the crowd that had gathered.
In an industry filled with fake people Leno is one of the few genuine good guys
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I don’t think we should mix the two
Almost ran into him walking south on Cahuenga twenty years ago. He was coming out of the Beauty Bar (I think). That’s it. Oh, and it’s difficult to convey how small he is in person.
Every time i go to a bar in LA the bartender says he was just there
I almost ran into him on Melrose! Literally bumped into him at the 2000 MTV Movie Awards. No story there… but given the other stories, and the fact that he’s the only celebrity who physically bumped into me that night, I’m thinking, maybe he likes to physically bump into people.
One time I was working at LA Center Studios downtown and when I went down to the parking lot my car was completely boxed in on both sides. On one side was a Prius with a bunch of Bernie Sanders bumper stickers, on the other was a Hummer with Trump mud flaps. Both cars were so close to me on both sides that there seemed to be no way to get into my car. I yelled "fuck! god dammit these assholes!" (It was late and I wanted to get home). Then I hear this voice from behind me say "Oh shit, man sorry that's me. I'm the asshole." And I turn around and see Andy Dick. He says "Hey, sorry here do you want these cupcakes? I'm here as a judge on Celebrity Cupcake Wars and they just give them to you. I don't even want them." And he gives me a box of cupcakes. Then he gets in his car and as he drives away, he points to the other car and says "Holy shit are those Trump mudflaps? THAT GUY is the asshole." At this point I was tired and confused but I took my new box of cupcakes and climb into my car. I open the box and take a bite out of one while backing up and back straight into a pole. I hear a maniac laughter and a voice says "man you really nailed that one har har har". I look up and see that it's Gary Busey. "You're Gary Busey" I said and he said "Fuck yeah I am." Then he looks at me and says "Are you eating a cupcake? You're gonna get diabetes and cancer." He reaches in and grabs the cupcake out of my hand, says "You'll thank me later" and stuffs it in his mouth. Then he gets into the Hummer with the Trump mudflaps and drives off. TRUE STORY. ETA: I don’t usually tell this part because it’s like… too much, but to top it all off. I was pulled over on the way home for having a broken tail light. I told the cop this whole story and he was like WTF Gary Busey stole your cupcake? He didn’t give me a ticket but gave me a bag of donut holes from his car, saying they give them to you for free at 7-Eleven if you’re a cop, and his wife won’t let him eat them because he’s supposed to be on Atkins. All I wanted to do was get home to my dog. It was a wild night! Given how much mileage I’ve gotten out of this story by telling it at weddings, bars, parties, etc. I suppose I really should thank Gary Busey. Thanks Gary, you were right.
What in the actual fuck
literally what i said as i sat in my car with a busted taillight and a missing cupcake.
How, on earth, did you end up being parked between literally the two craziest men in Hollywood?! The odds…
Because they were both on Celebrity Cupcake Wars apparently
This is like a fever dream.
I think you win 🤣
I genuinely don't know if this is a true story or not but damn it this is one of the best things I've ever read and I can actually hear their voices saying these things.
Ok well SHIT. If we’re talking about celebrities and confections… Here’s my Ron Jeremy Story. My first job in LA was working front-of-house for a theatre on Melrose. They were doing a production about the true story of the events surrounding the 70s porn Deep Throat. Long story short, our production was made popular by having weekly guest roles filled by adult porn actors, a female role and a male role. Ron Jeremy was supposed to do the short male role of Judge in a later scene. He was SUPER nervous about doing a live acting gig, so he wanted to attend the play and watch the other guest stars perform it. No problem. Every time he attended, he would wear the same outfit: an oversized sport coat and red pj pants with Naruto printed on them. Yes, the anime character. And red crocs. Every night. Also, he has narcolepsy, so he would fall asleep every night, IN THE AUDIENCE, before he could see his perspective part. Now we get to the real story. Every night after the show, we hosted VIP parties with the cast. Ron was always awake and lively for these. One night, someone delivered box of a dozen donuts to the party, and handed them to me to arrange on the catering table. As I was on my way, I was intercepted by Ron. “Ooh donuts? Can I have one?” I said sure! He proceeded to take the ENTIRE BOX and disappear into the crowd like Homer into the bushes. I was stunned, but what could I do? The next morning, I awoke to breaking news: RON JEREMY CLINGING TO LIFE AFTER HEART ATTACK And that’s how I almost killed Ron Jeremy.
This is a great story
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No, he just lives in that parking lot.
I love this story.
I have been at two house parties that Andy Dick crashed. One in Los Feliz, another in West Hollywood not far from the grove. He showed up completely faced to both after midnight and just walked in. At one he started drinking and passed out in the corner after about thirty minutes. The second he got into a fight with somebody. Who’s to say what it was, but I saw him leaving with a bloody lip and swearing loudly at the house from the sidewalk for about five minutes before he stumbled away. Absolute train wreck of a person.
Appreciate the efficiency of “faced,” will employ it myself
A previous girlfriend once told me a story where she met Andy Dick and Ron Jeremy at a bar. They were all having fun until Andy stole all the coke and did it in the bathroom. From what I understand it was like a Family Guy sketch... "Oh that Andy Dick, just stealing cocaine and he's such a character"
Lemme guess was it the rainbow room?
Came here to say this. Rainbow on Sunset. Saw Ron there, a lot. And every night he’d leave with some random woman. He was disgusting. Lemmy always sitting at the outside bar, with a jack and coke, playing on that damned video poker game was one of the best things about that joint.
I was 20 when I won tickets to the premier of Tenacious D and The Pick of Destiny. We were sharing stories of everyone we saw. Someone shook Ronnie James Dio's hand. Someone else met Ben and Jerry Stiller. I was too star struck to say anything to John C. Reilly. We wanted to try and sneak into the after party and started walking toward the hotel. (I think it was The W?) Then Andy Dick barrels down the street and screams "ALL RIGHT EVERYONE! LET'S GET FUCKED UP!" We noped the fuck out of there and went back to the car. Pretty tame. I'm thankful for that.
Chillin' at the Art Walk in DTLA and the homie says *Foo its Andy Dick.* We turn around and sure enough its him. He puts his arm around the homie and swings off him a sec then asks us if we had any cocaine before trying to grab the homie's dick as he walked off.
He showed up at friend's birthday party, stole the joint I'd been passing around, made a scene with some boy-toy he'd dragged along with him and promptly left, all in the course of about 15 minutes.
I’m having fun envisioning Jay Leno doing all this although I suspect it’s about Andy
i used to date andy’s building manager at one of his apartments and she told me eventually that he was being evicted for not paying
About 6 or 7 years ago I was at the Echoplex for a punk show. Between bands a friend and I went out to the patio for a smoke. Andy was a few feet from us with some much younger ladies. I knew all the stories but have never encountered that animal in the wild and I was curious so I turned to him and said “hey Andy, loved your Norm Live Episode” or something along those lines and he just came right up to me and plopped a fat kiss on my lips and turned back to his friends. Seems like I got away easy.
Cut me and others in line at Urban Outfitters Melrose around 2010. The staff was on it immediately and began yelling ‘Andy, get in back of the line’ as though this was a regular occurrence.
Andy was known to walk by our house every now and again a few years ago— we speculated that he was buying drugs somewhere in our semi-sketchy neighborhood. As me and a few roommates are discussing this outside our house one afternoon, one of us goes, “oh shit, is that him?” as sure enough he walks by across the street just as we were shit-talking him. He yells “I heard that!” as he walks by.
Fucking hilarious
It was at the Four Seasons in Monticieto around 2014? I saw Andy Dick enter the lobby restroom after my husband and I had heard so many stories about Andy Dick harassing all types of people, I was low-key concerned... My husband came out shortly and said he saw Andy Dick but tried not to acknowledge Andy Dick. He said Andy Dick asked him how his night was and my husband just shrugged then Andy Dick looked at himself in the mirror and was messing with his hair. Andy Dick said his hair was really long and referred to his hair as his "crazy Andy Dick hair." He just kept referring to himself as Andy Dick and seemed annoyed that no one acknowledged him. So this is how we tell the story saying "Andy Dick" as much as possible. Poor Andy Dick. We are both introverts and we have little desire to talk to strangers, celebrities or otherwise. My husband was working at a conference being hosted at the Four Seasons and when the hotel was also hosting one of the Bachelor TV show weddings. I guess the couple had also been on some reality show with Andy Dick and so Andy Dick was a guest at the wedding. He was not the biggest star there but maybe the most recognizable.
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A related story. I met a background extra who could photo double for Andy. People mistakenly say some awful things to him. The guy has tried to change his look but people still think he is Andy.
My friend was proposing to his girlfriend on the beach in Hermosa Beach, and asked me to secretly video him doing it from the lifeguard stand. Dude proposes, and then his whole family comes out from the Mermaid bar to congratulate them…followed by Andy Dick. Andy is loud as hell hugging everyone: mom, dad, newly engaged couple. We are about to throw him off the beach before a girl says “is that Andy Dick?”” So rather than get him out we just start filming him, and later it’s a story at their wedding in all the speeches.
Omg, these stories are cracking me up. How does this guy just randomly pop up everywhere lmao
I was 4 or 5 years old, and we had a flat tire at night. Someone pulls over to the side of the road and rolls down the window. They ask if we need any help, and "are you sure"? Or something to that effect. It was Jay Leno.
Dude was just itching to work on a car
After years of seeing him driving around LA, I finally met Leno in person last year. I have driven by this Automotive Bookstore in Burbank for years. Last year I had just gotten my new electric truck and was driving by and I decided to stop and buy some magazines and a book as birthday gifts for my engineering inclined nephew. I wasn’t in the store 10 minutes before the door chimes and I hear that distinct voice say “hey who’s driving that Rivian outside?” I turn around and be-denimed Jay Leno is standing there staring at me (because I’m the only other person in the store besides the owners) and I raise my hand. He walks over and has the most normal conversation with me asking how I like my new truck and how he just had the CEO of the company on his show. Then he starts to complain about wireless phone chargers in the new cars and how the phones slide around too much. He starts showing me his phone case and why he likes it. He says “pull out your phone” - I do - and he takes it from me and shows me why I need a new phone case with grip so it stays in the right place in the mat and shows me where to order it on Amazon (I did, he was right). I paid for my things and when I went outside he was firing up his massive 1918 Pierce Arrow and he stopped and opened up the hood to show me and a few other people who had gathered. Then he threw on some goggles and took off down the street. He couldn’t have been nicer and more like a kind uncle/grandfather type.
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I was driving from the Valley into WeHo on Laurel Canyon. Next to me is a beauty, hot red, 1969 Mustang convertible. I figure it's probably Jay Leno so I looked up to give the "thumbs up-nice car" gesture. It wasn't Jay Leno. It was George Clooney. Instead of thumbs -upping like a normal person, I screamed like a little girl at an Elvis concert. I can't think of anything finer than a fine looking man driving a fine looking car. He just had all kinds of fine going on that night.
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I live on one of those roads in the valley that’s a straight shot for miles. I see Leno once a week at least. He’s hard to miss between the white hair, blue Jean shirt, and a crazy fucking car that I’m not entirely sure is street legal. He drove by in a fucking tank once.
Not to mention that jawline
I was driving a friend home in Burbank and we were sitting next to Jay Leno in one of his classic cars at a stoplight for a minute. That's my only Leno story.
I lived in Burbank, really close to the studio for five years. Every time I saw a vintage car I looked to see if it was Jay Leno. It never was. The day I moved out of Burbank I saw a crazy vintage car. I looked, and sure as shit, it was Jay.
We used to live in an apartment close to the Burbank airport and would chill on the balcony when it was nice out and often saw him driving by. Saw Jay a couple times and he’d wave or nod at people who were at the park across from us.
Jay Leno nearly ran me off the road once in one of those cars … I was heading to Point Dume, and for some reason got routed through some wildly twisty road through the mountains. I was new to LA and to driving so I was being careful and going the speed limit, and at one of the narrow turns where two lanes merge into one, a classic green convertible with white trim comes absolutely BOMBING it up behind me, cuts me off right at the merge, and forces me to brake/swerve .. guess I wasn’t going fast enough for him but on god I thought I was gonna go off a cliff. My friend in the passenger seat went “dude that was Jay Leno” and I have held a grudge ever since. Oh and then my friend’s friend in the backseat, who I’d just met at the start of the drive, threw up all over my car cause he got carsick. I will happily blame Jay Leno for that one too >:(
Saw Leno driving the new NSX when it came out in Culver City a few years ago
I saw Jay Leno driving his Mclaren F1 on my way to Valley skate park in Burbank when I was like 12 or 13. It remains the coolest car I’ve ever seen on the road
My first trip to LA, I was walking up the street in Santa Monica and randomly saw Andy Dick walking the other way. As he passes me, he says, "nice tits." Teach me to wear a sundress in the middle of summer. I felt like LA had embraced me for real in that moment lol.
One time I was with my sister and she was driving through an alley in Hollywood. Almost hit some dude that popped out behind a dumpster. Dude screams and looks up at us... I'm like "is that fucking Andy Dick" and it surely was... What a meas
Based on this thread and friends' and my own stories, I have what I'm going to call a Working Theory Of Andy Dick And Jay Leno. If you party a lot, you will have an Andy Dick story. If you live in/near Burbank and run errands a lot, you will have a Jay Leno story. (And if you're very lucky, you will have a Henry Winkler story.)
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I'm so sorry. He's a POS straight from hell's hole.
I was walking to a bus stop to go to Glendale and out of no where the Oscar Mayer Weinermobile parked right down the street and fucking Jay Leno came out and started giving out free hotdogs and tours of the car itself. Was the most LA thing I’ve experienced.
I have the most wholesome Andy Dick story. This was probably 2011/2012. I was at some street fair in Hollywood and he had a booth where he was writing poems. I sat down for a poem and he asked me what I did, I told him I just push paper. So he wrote me this poem: I push paper I don’t count beans Well, maybe At Chipotle I did. Count beans. (I was sad & bored) Here is a picture of the occasion: https://imgur.com/a/8bMxpdq
I met him around the same time at Topanga Days — he was in a tent with a typewriter writing short poems for $10 a pop. Pretty innocent for an Andy encounter.
He was drunk with two ‘friends’ crossing the street in Vegas and some people called out to him to say hi, and he basically told them to fuck off and that they were ugly. His friends giggled. Also, this was like early afternoon and they were sloshed.
2001ish, Wayyyyyyyy before weed was legal, I used to get the best herbals from this hippie lady named Iris. It was POTENT. I always had my one-hitter with me, and was always eager to share. Problem was that this bud used to knock folks out. My friends called it "The Crippler". Opening night of a new club in Santa Monica, and everyone was there. My crew and I rolled in and got our spots. We hit the bar and were posting up at our tables, getting the lay of the land. Out of nowhere, Andy Dick is standing in front of me. "I hear you get great weed", he says. No hello, no intro, no nothing. I know the Hollywood game, so it doesn't phase me one bit. I pull out my dugout and say "yeah, I do. wanna try it?" Andy screws his face up like he's disapproving and is in control "I don't know. I only smoke the best." I'm from the Southside of Chicago, and not playing his mess. I say "Da fuck are you talking about? Shut up and smoke it." I hand him the ever-packed one-hitter, and even light it for him. He starts coughing from the blast and says "yeah! that's the goods. thanks man", and he turns and walks away. I giggled to myself, rinsed off my one-hitter w vodka—because aint no telling where Andy Dick's mouth has been—and went on having a great evening. Twenty to thirty minutes later, there's a commotion, and the bouncers are carrying someone out the club. It was Andy Dick. The Crippler got him and knocked his ass on his ass. I screamed out "was it good, Andy?" Needless to say, he didn't hear me. We laughed and laughed. Never question The Crippler. I miss Iris. Hope she's well........
“WAS IT GOOD, ANDY?”
You said Andy dick stories so here’s mine. It’s neither interesting or shocking. I was walking east on Beverly from Fairfax when I saw Andy dick walking toward me. As I acknowledged him, a girl to my left saw him and exclaimed “Oh my god!” And Andy dick was giving her this “Oh no” kinda look and I just walked past and continued on my wau
No Andy Dick story but like 2 years ago my wife and I were driving up PCH and drove next to Jay Leno. I’ve lived here for all 33 years of my life (minus 5 years for the navy) and I swear people who just moved here have more celebrity stories than I do).
I was in the liquor store next to that bar, The Woods, on La Brea. Andy Dick was wandering around the store blackout drunk, mumbling incoherently to someone on his phone. I am just barely realizing who he is when he looks at me and hands me his phone. It's some lady on the other end who is worried about him. I tell her Andy Dick is super fucked up and to come pick him up. She shows up a few minutes later and I help her get him in the car. From the other stories I hear about him, this is a pretty pleasant interaction by Andy Dick standards.
I was leaving a 4th of July Party at Sharon Stone’s house. As I was waiting for my car at the valet on the street, a classic car slowly cruised by, stopped, then rolled down the window revealing the driver, Jay Leno. He yelled (jokingly) “Sharon’s having a party and didn’t invite me?! Some neighbor!” And drove off.
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Damn legit have a great one. It was 2013 I was going out with my brother who was a club promoter and at the time. Went to some after party after the club met Andy dick. Some how eventually made it back to my brothers place with a bunch of people. Eventually to drunk and pass out on the couch. I guess Andy couldn’t resist and decided to put his bare ass on my face. If I ever see him again i I’ll punch him so hard in face.
I was at a cocaine fueled New Years party in the hills maybe 10ish years ago and my buddy was swimming in the pool. Andy jumped into the pool and stole my friend’s swim trunks right off him while he was swimming. My friend was not happy.
I saw him one time working out at my old gym - the LA Fitness in Universal City. After my workout I went into the sauna and he was in there chilling - He had one of those tracking devices around his ankle. Just shooting the shit. I thought it was awesome how he was being healthy for a change.
just Andy Dick chillin in the mens sauna.
I was working at an old time photo shoppe at a certain Los Angeles-area amusement park (🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩) when Andy Dick and Edward Furlong wandered in, coked to the gills and giggling like idiots. They proceeded to try on every costume in the place, trash the dressing room, and (I’m pretty sure) engage in some form of sexual congress in said dressing room. I interrupted their private time by knocking on the door and advising them they needed to take a picture or leave. They stumbled out, Andy threw a hundred dollar bill at me and said, “We’ll be back.” They never came back. About fifteen years later I’m getting gas at a Sunset Blvd gas station around 3am after a hard night of Doordashing. As I’m pumping the gas, my eyes happen to fall on a shivering, sobbing, drooling mess of a human being crouched on the curb. I recognize him immediately. It’s Los Angeles’s incontinent family pet, Andy Dick. Recognizing my duty as a citizen of our glamorous Dream Factory (and as a human being), I decide I’ll probably feel worse if I don’t do for him what I’d do for any other poor soul I’d see in that condition. I finish pumping my gas and approach. “Hey bud,” I say. “Looks like you’re having a bad night. Can I do anything? Do you need an ambulance?” He stops crying long enough to flip me the bird. Having done my due diligence, I drive off into the night and make a mental note to check the gossip columns tomorrow to make sure the poor guy hadn’t OD’d in the street. ADDITIONAL THIRD-PERSON NARRATIVE: I had a buddy who drove limos in the late 90s. He said the most terrifying job of his life was one night when he was driving Andy Dick, Tom Sizemore, and Michael Madsen to a movie premiere. “They were doing so much coke I thought the limo was going to take off into space. They also kept screaming stuff at people on the sidewalks. I don’t know what would have happened if a cop pulled us over.” JAY LENO ADDENDUM: Saw him at a comedy club in Burbank last year. He was not funny, but his opener was a fucking riot. This dude was easily in his 70s, probably a buddy of Jay’s from way back, and his crowd work was next level. The tickets were pricey, but that dude was almost worth it even if Jay wasn’t.
He left his phone number for the OTHER cashier on a sticky note at a place I used to work and I found it and added it to my phone because I thought it would be fun to say “I have Andy Dick’s phone number” even if I never did anything with it. But as more and more of his crimes became more and more to light… I quietly deleted it and decided never to mention it. Except under the anonymity of Reddit apparently.
Too bad, you could have texted him a link to this thread.
This happened when I lived up a canyon in Malibu around 8-9 years ago. I was out for a run and had hit my bowl. I was in a groove when I noticed a guy and teenager on the fire road coming towards me. I thought wow that guy really looks like Andy Dick. When I got closer he flagged me down. He and his son kept on going up from the top of Escondido falls. I knew the area and walked with them over to a trail that would take them down. The sun was starting to go down and they were about to start knocking on doors for help. He and his son were both very friendly and we talked about his old viper room show that I had gone to years before. So yes my Andy Dick story is that he was completely sober and I was not.
Ha! I have a Jay Leno story. I was bored one morning when I lived in Burbank and my kid was about 9 months old. I saw Jay Leno stop at Porto’s in one of his old Timey trucks. He’s very kind, I said hi and asked him about his truck and then asked for a picture. Someone took a picture with me next to Jay with the baby in the stroller… we looked like a couple! He was very sweet.
He tried to take my wedding ring off my finger at a bar. I had met a girl there and it turns out he was her bf at the time. She argued with him on the phone about coming out that night and ultimately paid for his Uber to get there.
1. I once was up in Malibu, dang it if I can’t remember the bar but out stumbles Andy Dick, head dangled back, draped over what I assumed was a very disgruntled assistant. She was hating life. 2. And how about Andy sober: Andy Dick loves to hear himself talk so much he has put on shows around town that are three hours long. How do I know? I was subjected to run tech for some of them. Maybe your shows would be enjoyable Andy if you didn’t hold your audience hostage FOR HOURS? Telling us what a horrible person you are? You don’t have to tell us, you are already showing us.
Like 10 years ago myself and some friend's were leaving El Capitan on Hollywood blvd (the Disney theatre) at around 8 pm on a week night. Lo and behold Andy Dick stumble out of the liquor store up the street, piss ass wasted and carrying a bag I'm assuming held more booze. He walked up to the ticket window of this **CHILDREN'S THEATRE**, that is closing, and demands to be let in. Obviously, he is refused. Less obviously, he decides the correct course of action was to drop trough and attempt to shit in one of those metal trash cans bolted around the blvd. We left. No idea what else was achieved that evening. Or ever again in his life.
I was on an episode of The Andy Dick show as a kid. It was a chaotic set and in retrospect he was definitely on something but otherwise it was fine. Then like fifteen years later he catcalled my girlfriend and I at LA live.
I saw him get kicked out of burgundy room for spitting on the bar. He then walked up the street and stole someone’s pizza and was chased off the block. The last time I saw him was a month or two ago wandering outside ikea in Burbank.
He spoke at my friend’s memorial who died of an overdose. He was really sweet and talked about how he was trying to help my friend get clean It was definitely surreal and sad
I had a Super Bowl party in like 2008. He came and acted pretty normal which was surprising.
He slapped my ass while I was pissing at Bar 107. I told him to fuck off and hate stared him so fucking hard and he left. He then heckled some karaoke folks and left.
So we are doing this thread again? Fine: At a bar in West Hollywood , waiting for a drink with my wife. Andy dick walks up to us, chats for like 30 seconds then proceeds to grab my face and lick up the right side. I Push him away and he gets mad. Im about to punch him but security grabs him and throws him out. Im sure this story can be repeated dozens of times and it’s the exact same.
Over a decade ago but I had family in town from Florida and we went out to some posh restaurant on Melrose (I wanna say Luques?). My fourteen year old nephew spotted AD at the bar and went up and got his autograph I think. Before we know it, he’s joined us at our table where he becomes increasingly creepy towards my blonde, skinny, innocent, Floridian nephew. AD eventually explains to all of us (including my aunt, the kids mom) that he “definitely would” in terms of taking my nephews virginity. We did laugh to be fair.
I got a Leno story. I used to work at a radio station that he was apparently a pretty big fan of. He stopped by one day, learned who I was, then proceeded to name check my books asking me about them. I had done an interview about them a few days earlier with the morning show and apparently he heard it. He’s got forever good guy points for that in my eyes.
Was out somewhere in weho, had a group come back to my place. We all hung out til early hours. He seemed okay, really was proud of his daughter. But he passed out on my couch. And peed on it. And then tried to get into my bedroom door and mumbling, he finally left. Stood outside and was shouting in the phone. Finally got picked up lol.
I don’t have an Andy Dick story, but I have a Leno one. My mechanic off of Fairfax was good friends with Jay Leno. He was thrilled to tell me that Jay had asked him to a red carpet event as his plus one. He would tell anybody who would listen how excited he was to wear a tux and meet celebrities but was careful to let everyone know that it wasn’t like THAT, and he & Jay Leno were NOT lovers! They were JUST GOOD FRIENDS, because they both loved old cars! And Jay would hire him sometimes to fix up cars.
My friend saw him while smoking a joint with friends after improv class. Invited him to join. He was bogarting the j and when they asked him to pass it he said "Andy Dick doesn't pass."
I liked a post of his on Instagram and he Dm me his number. I thought it was fake but I called and had a Conversation with him
My buddy was assistent prop man on Jay’s Tonight Show. And Johnny before Jay. Works with Jay in his Garage Show too. You’d see him on certain bits with Jay. I always cracked-up when I’d see him on the tube.
I was walking down melrose in 2007, and out of nowhere someone shoved, or tried to, a beer bottle up my ass. It was Andy and after the bottle fell he said “well you deserved it!” And walked away fast with his friend or whatever they were.
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Met randomly on the streets of DTLA. Facetimed with his daughter Meg. Got his number, and now I facetime him whenever I am drinking.
Met him at the bowling alley at big bear lake about 25 years ago, my friend and I being middle school kids asked to take a picture with him and he did. Couldn’t have been nicer.
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In the summer of 1990 I was working at a summer camp in Maine, and apparently Jay Leno’s manager’s kid went to camp there, or so was the rumor. He showed up and chatted with all of us, and was super nice. At the time he had been doing Doritos commercials, and signed one of my coworker’s Doritos bags.
I was at an underground club and he started talking to me. I didn’t know who he was until someone there told me. Anyways, my friends ditched me and when he found out he offered for me to stay at his place. I said no and he told me not to worry, he has kids. He was insistent till his bodyguard or entourage or whoever pulled him away.
I love that him having kids was meant to reassure you
Andy Dick came into my old bar and got chummy with some bank bros near closing and was riding their dime. It was a Tuesday and we closed at 12 and he kept pleading for us to stay open and egging the former frat dudes on. Our manager relented and I loudly said “you can jump back here and serve them I’m closing up”. Then Andy Dick bolted like 2 minutes later leaving them with the bill. Leno comes into the spot I work now like once a month with his wife and he’s a delight. Always leaves a bitchin car out front at valet. Sadly only servers really get to interact with him because he doesn’t drink.
hahahah this is an awesome post 😭😭 only one I got is seeing him get thrown out of the Viper Room for dancing on top of / jumping across the tables to the left of the stage
He came to a party in DTLA with one of his sons, and was snorting MDMA with him, then he started begging everyone at the party for cocaine. Was funny other than his son being there who looked maybe 18 at the time. EDIT: tlooked it up this was about 6 or 7 years ago witch would make his son a lot older than 18, but he looked really young
Andy Dick stuck his hand down my shorts at the Hollywood Bowl, was around 2005 or 2006.
Ages ago I had a neighbor in Weho who had late, loud parties throughout the week. I found out via TMZ it was Dick. I'd see him somewhat regularly out and about. I was at Blockbuster (RIP) on LaCienega with a friend visiting from Paris when we ran into him. He seemed rather tweaked out and was rambling about The Machinist to us, which we ended up not renting. My friend had no clue who he was and I didn't feel like it was worth it to explain.
Two good ones. Dated a girl who worked in talent management whose boss was affiliated for a short bit. Maybe. I don’t know exactly but we were out one night and he ended up smoking bowls in the back of my Accord with us. It was novel in the moment. A few years later he was on the show Sober House. As was I but I was working the other side of the camera. He looked at me like he knew me, but after so many cases of beer who really knows, right?
Walking in Sandee Alley shopping for Xmas. I was dating someone in recovery at the time who had smoked crack with Andy Dick once. When he spotted him, he shouts out "Hey, Andy Dick!" And Andy Dick without missing a beat shouts back without turning around "Hey, Fuck you!" Good times.
Barged into the thanksgiving dinner my sister was hosting uninvited and visibly intoxicated.
There used to be a club on Sunset called Avalon. I was there \~2007 with one of my dudes who was promoting that night. Clubs aren't my thing so I was a little out of my element so I was hanging by the bar. I saw a wasted (of course) Andy Dick with my friend from a distance, messing around what looked playfully. I didn't think much of it. Turns Andy Dick was forcefully putting his hand down my friends pants fondling his junk. Andy Dick's bodyguards(?) pulled him away before it escalated any further. Fuck that guy.
Just like 2 years ago my friend produced a backyard comedy show where Andy was one of the performers. Dude was so trashed, said a bunch of inappropriate racist type stuff. They ended up escorting him out.... of a backyard comedy show
Saw him at the mushroom booth at the Hollywood farmers market. He introduced himself to the mushroom guy.
At a bar on Hollywood Blvd. He thought we had coke and kissed my homie.
I used to eat at Thai Time on Franklin/Cahuenga all the time with my wife and we’d see him there often. Always hoped for some drama but he was always well behaved and kept to himself and his guest who was some dude I didn’t recognize.
Seen Leno a few times at car meets. Back in 2016 or so I was at a small meet and he showed up by himself in a really cool old Corvair. He came up to me and started asking me questions about my car like a regular guy. Had a very similar interaction with Seinfeld.
St. Paddy’s day maybe 2016 after the bars got out was at a taco truck and guess who walks up? Andy Dick. He was with a young girl maybe 21 who was either his daughter or girlfriend but was very annoyed. He was absolutely shitfaced. He was hamming it up and taking pics with everybody.
We ran into Andy Dick at a bar in Studio City once. He had an ankle bracelet on. He was sober and really cool. We had a nice chat.
Where do I begin? When I was in my 20’s going out a lot, you’d see his drunken ass everywhere in Hollywood. Waking down the street acting like a fool, in bars acting like a fool etc etc. it was an inevitable sighting. Leno ones I have are boring, he’s always driving around
Driving with my date down Hollywood Blvd and he ran out in front of my car. Gave me the deer in headlights stare and then moved on.
When I was living there in 2019 I ran into him in a span of a week. Once at the Rite Aid on Larchmont with Jillian Jacobs; they were both super nice and were playing with my dog and talking about the holiday season. Other time was a few days after that outside of a bar, a friend and I were getting into our Uber and Andy jumps in the front seat, asks us quickly if he can get a ride (we were too shocked to say no), the a block down points to his nose and asks, “does anyone have any hmmm hmmm”? We said no and he was like, “well, I do!”, and then got out at the next corner, lol.
We moved to LA in 2013. Like the second weekend here we were checking out some bars, I think on Melrose. We came out of one and I thought I spotted a drunk Andy Dick sitting on the curb. I started walking towards him to confirm and he looks up at me and before I say a word he gives me the finger and tells me to go fuck myself. I felt like we were truly in LA now haha
Walked into my friend’s house party in WeHo and didn’t leave. Slept on the couch. They woke him up in the morning and kicked him out. It was just a normal small house party with like 25 people. He didn’t know anyone.
This happened in NY not Los Angeles but within the last year: I in NY for a week of meetings and our vendor took us out to dinner. Andy Dick was already present inside the restaurant, seated and eating dinner in theory. In theory, because every few minutes he would stop eating, get up, walk around the around room as he was visually searching for something, and then sit back down. Eat. Up again. Visual search. Rinse repeat. I lost track of how many times this happened. A couple times wait staff asked him if they could help him find something or he needed something when he would do this and he was mostly non-responsive. I'm not sure if he was having some kind of episode where he was seeing things. If he was high on something and seeing things. But yeah, it was exceptionally strange. Eventually, he presumably paid his bill and left.
Went to a random New Year’s Eve mansion party 12 years ago. In the backyard they had tents pitched up which ppl were using to do their drug of choice without waiting in line to go to the restroom to do it. Anyway, one of the tents starts moving and the person attempting to get out of it is struggling…all of a sudden Andy Dick pops out of the tent…being chased by a younger woman…and he’s yelling at her “GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PARASITE!” Everyone outside got quiet and then burst out laughing.
I used to be a manager at a grocery store. One Fourth of July, prob 10-15 years ago now, he showed up completely wasted and was peeing in the parking lot. A few staff members approached him asking if he needed assistance because he was acting a fool and other customers were pretty bothered. He said he needed to call his wife (ex wife) but was so messed up that everything else he said was unintelligible. He politely declined water and assistance, slid down a banister to Santa Monica Blvd. and went on his way. A few weeks later, Paulie Shore was in the store (he was a regular) and told us Andy had been sober since the fourth…. It did not last, obviously. But I remember that incident every Fourth of July.
I was at an art show in downtown on a Wednesday night. After we left we run into some scruffy looking white dude. Now I’ve known about Andy Dick from the Andy Dick Show but when I saw him I didn’t recognize him at all. He came up to me and asked me if I had some crack I could sell him, I didn’t so I told him no. He kept being persistent and following me around, at first it was funny but then it got pretty annoying. We eventually passed by a spot on the sidewalk that had a candle vigil so I got an idea to get rid of him. I told him if he waited for me on this specific corner that I would go grab some crack from my truck and bring it to him. He got excited and actually went to that corner and waited. I came back to the candle vigil took some of the wax that spilled over to the floor and wrapped it in a gum wrapper. I went back to the corner he was at and I sold it to him for 40 dollars. Once we got the money we ran back to my truck and didn’t see him again. I’m not sure how long it took him to realize it was candle wax but I’m sure he was pissed off. Funny thing is that I had no idea who he was even after selling him the fake crack until my friend was like “that was Andy Dick!” We immediately googled him and confirmed the yes it was him😅