Somehow forgot the famous chefs and academics I've known and worked with. Known Duff aka Ace of Cakes for eons- knew him before he was a chef. Then I trained and worked with some famous ones- Ben Barker [prick], Jim Perolli [nice dude], Sean Macduff [raging NY-Paris queen], Nik Kosmokos [fucking scary].
And from my academic days, famous social scientists/thinkers/philosophers/historians - Fred Jameson, Slavoj Zizek, Roger Corless, Tomoko Masuzawa, Bill Hart, Ed Tiryakian, Kalman Bland, Ken Surin, Carol and Eric Meyers (Indiana Jones based in part on them - her whip and his hat, they found the oldest Judaic ark, a 2nd Century replica). Confused the shit out of Jacques Derrida once - he may have been a genius but he was easily confused by my staring at him for a good 10 minutes without blinking. Made him mess up a lecture
I puked all over Hunter Thompson, I think a couple of times (the memory of that night is, um, vague - fungus in large quantities were involved). Also made Jerry Garcia stop playing in the middle of a song the 1st time I was in the 1st row at a Dead show. I looked so much like he did on the back cover of 'Garcia' that he stopped playing and asked Bob Weir if he was hallucinating, or was he, Jerry, ca. 1973, sitting in the audience. Though I wouldn't ask Bob Weir to verify if what I was seeing was real - his response was 'I see you sitting there'.
And then there's my grandpa. Didn't grow up with him, obviously, and he is more infamous than famous. I'll just say he was, um, "in business with" Louis Lepke, Abe Reles, Meyer Lansky, Bugsy Siegel, Lucky Luciano, and the Genoveses. Mario Puzo interviewed him extensively before he wrote The Godfather. There is a character in the book and film whose name is the Sicilian mispronunciation of my grandpa's Yiddish name. I didn't know any of this til long after he was dead. Explained a lot though.