Doing Some Laundry

We’d like to thank Mark O’Connell for sharing the following story.

In 1996, when I was sixteen, I was sitting on a bench with a couple of friends in my hometown of Kilkenny, in Ireland. It was a Saturday afternoon, and we were just hanging out, smoking cigarettes, shooting the breeze. Bill Murray was in town that weekend for a comedy festival; he was doing an improv show at a local theatre with the Second City group, along with his brothers Joel and Brian Doyle Murray. Continue reading

Even Bill Murray Can’t Resist Fresh Popcorn

We’d like to thank Emily for sharing the following story with us.

Back in my early 20’s, I worked for a large performing arts organization in New York City. We were producing a star-studded benefit concert and Bill Murray was one of the stars.

As part of my job at the time (office manager), I would make a large bowl of microwave popcorn every Friday afternoon for the office staff. The microwave was located in the basement green room, just down the hall from where the star-studded benefit was rehearsing.

I went down to make the popcorn and after I finished, I was heading back towards the stairs with a huge bowl of fresh hot buttered popcorn. From behind, I heard a whispered voice calling me from down the hall saying “Oooh oooh, wait! Hold up for just a second!” I turned around and who did I see but Bill Murray scampering down the hall toward me.

He stuck his face down over the bowl of popcorn and inhaled deeply. Then, using both hands, he scooped out a large handful of popcorn (it was a huge bowl – about 5-6 bags worth, so I didn’t mind). He looked up at me, said, “You just made my day”, and proceeded to run back down the hall to the rehearsal room while stuffing popcorn in his face.

No Bill, you just made MY day!

Cubs Game Hug

We’d like to thank Dan for sharing the following story.
wrigley field

Image courtesy of Ron Cogswell.

Several years ago, my friend and his dad took us to a Cubs game. Being rambunctious impatient teenagers at the time, we spent the majority of the game walking around the stadium.

We stumbled upon Bill Murray surrounded by a large group; we waited for the crowd to die down so that we could have a better chance to approach him.

Finally, the crowd diminished and I asked him if I could shake his hand. He replied to me with a cold stare and said, “No, you may not.” Then he leaped towards me and gave me a very long hug.

This is one of my favorite personal moments; I still smile whenever I think of that encounter.

Forget First Class

We’d like to thank Denise for sharing the following story.

In the late 90’s I was flying home from Newark, NJ back to Minneapolis, after a long work week away from my son. We used to fly out whenever we could get bumped from Business Class to First Class, so in this case we were flying home at almost midnight (just to get those awesome seats and some coffee with Bailey’s for free). First class was PACKED, but the coach cabin was almost completely empty.

We were about to take off, when Bill Murray suddenly appeared in the cabin to general whispered freak out. He took one look at the 7 of 8 First Class seats, then the 100+ wide open Coach seats, and blew past us to sit in the back. I didn’t blame him a bit. Continue reading