Anyone met a beastie boy?

[fatfloat]

If youve met one of our boys, tell us all about the experience!

[taquitos]

ever see deliverance?

[KENNY GUIDO]

I did. at my doctors office in massive-pee-pee.

[bboysgirl78]

nope never...lol

[kleptomaniac]

i wish!!! unfortunately i've only met 'em in my dreeeeams

[Jmoney77]

Check my profile. I met Adam H. in Austin Texas before the concert I talked to him for a while before he had to leave. ONe of the best days of my life.

[alikat]

Originally Posted by KENNY GUIDO

I did. at my doctors office in massive-pee-pee.

does that mean masapequa? u from there? i used to date a guy from around there, his grandma lived there. maybe she & you & a beastie boy have the same doctor.

[KENNY GUIDO]

yes.

[Randetica]

yeah but it got annoying when they kept asking for autograph signings so i left

[b-grrrlie]

Well I've met three! (or six actually....)

[TAL]

Originally Posted by bboysgirl78

nope never...lol

^
Biggest liar in this thread!!

[fatfloat]

Ive met them hundreds of times in my thoughts =]
I dream about it every day
and also meeting johnny knoxville

[beastieboysbaby]

man, i wish.

[Jack Beats]

First of all, this is kinda ironic. I sent Adam H (who I've never met) a Happy New Year myspace message this morning and was pretty excited to come home tonight and see that he actually replied (how fucking cool is that). I'm pretty much checking this board right now just because I'm kinda fired up about him getting back to me. Saw this thread and had to reply with my encounter. I think it'll take the cake.

I'm 31 and have considered the boys my favorite band since freshman year in High School. Now I run a small business in SoCal doing private sports instruction for kids. One day in '05 I was sitting in my office and my cell rings ("Whatcha Want" ringtone). The guy on the line tells me he wants to set up a basketball clinic for his son's birthday party. I tell him I can do that and start taking his information.
"What's your name?". Mike
"Son's name?". Davis
"Last name?". Diamond

-pause-

"Umm. What's your last name again?". Diamond

-I pee my pants a little-

"So, Mr. Diamond...How did you hear about us"

Now obviously I don't give shit how he heard about me. I just want him to talk so I can listen to his voice and confirm that I'm actually talking to Mike D. At the time I didn't know he had a kid named Davis but I knew he was married to Tamra Davis so the shit started to add up pretty quick. After a little more chit chat it was obvious, and I had to seriously restrain myself from flipping right the fuck out. I mean, can you imagine that shit? One second I'm sitting there alone in my office and 10 seconds later I'm on the line with Mike D. Moneymakin, Manhattan to Malibu, Mike Motherfucking D. In my ear. CRAZY!

Anyway, I kept it together long enough to lock down a date and next thing you know, a couple weeks go by and I showed up and hung out with the Davis-Dimaond family for an afternoon. Played ball with the kids while Mike took pictures, shamelessly asked for some autographs and kicked it with Mike and Tamra for a minute. I did my thing, the kids seemed like they had fun, and everyone was very very cool. Needless to say I walked away with a huge smile and a pretty goddamn unbelievable Hollywood story.

Pretty good shit huh? I know it's a long post, but I love telling that story.

[fatfloat]

Originally Posted by Jack Beats

First of all, this is kinda ironic. I sent Adam H (who I've never met) a Happy New Year myspace message this morning and was pretty excited to come home tonight and see that he actually replied (how fucking cool is that). I'm pretty much checking this board right now just because I'm kinda fired up about him getting back to me. Saw this thread and had to reply with my encounter. I think it'll take the cake.

I'm 31 and have considered the boys my favorite band since freshman year in High School. Now I run a small business in SoCal doing private sports instruction for kids. One day in '05 I was sitting in my office and my cell rings ("Whatcha Want" ringtone). The guy on the line tells me he wants to set up a basketball clinic for his son's birthday party. I tell him I can do that and start taking his information.
"What's your name?". Mike
"Son's name?". Davis
"Last name?". Diamond

-pause-

"Umm. What's your last name again?". Diamond

-I pee my pants a little-

"So, Mr. Diamond...How did you hear about us"

Now obviously I don't give shit how he heard about me. I just want him to talk so I can listen to his voice and confirm that I'm actually talking to Mike D. At the time I didn't know he had a kid named Davis but I knew he was married to Tamra Davis so the shit started to add up pretty quick. After a little more chit chat it was obvious, and I had to seriously restrain myself from flipping right the fuck out. I mean, can you imagine that shit? One second I'm sitting there alone in my office and 10 seconds later I'm on the line with Mike D. Moneymakin, Manhattan to Malibu, Mike Motherfucking D. In my ear. CRAZY!

Anyway, I kept it together long enough to lock down a date and next thing you know, a couple weeks go by and I showed up and hung out with the Davis-Dimaond family for an afternoon. Played ball with the kids while Mike took pictures, shamelessly asked for some autographs and kicked it with Mike and Tamra for a minute. I did my thing, the kids seemed like they had fun, and everyone was very very cool. Needless to say I walked away with a huge smile and a pretty goddamn unbelievable Hollywood story.

Pretty good shit huh? I know it's a long post, but I love telling that story.

Oh my God
that's amazing! thanks so much for telling, I spazzed out the whole time!

[mate_spawn_die]

never met a beastie but met george clinton and talked about the beasties a little.... does that count?

[beastieboysbaby]

Originally Posted by Jack Beats

First of all, this is kinda ironic. I sent Adam H (who I've never met) a Happy New Year myspace message this morning and was pretty excited to come home tonight and see that he actually replied (how fucking cool is that). I'm pretty much checking this board right now just because I'm kinda fired up about him getting back to me. Saw this thread and had to reply with my encounter. I think it'll take the cake.

I'm 31 and have considered the boys my favorite band since freshman year in High School. Now I run a small business in SoCal doing private sports instruction for kids. One day in '05 I was sitting in my office and my cell rings ("Whatcha Want" ringtone). The guy on the line tells me he wants to set up a basketball clinic for his son's birthday party. I tell him I can do that and start taking his information.
"What's your name?". Mike
"Son's name?". Davis
"Last name?". Diamond

-pause-

"Umm. What's your last name again?". Diamond

-I pee my pants a little-

"So, Mr. Diamond...How did you hear about us"

Now obviously I don't give shit how he heard about me. I just want him to talk so I can listen to his voice and confirm that I'm actually talking to Mike D. At the time I didn't know he had a kid named Davis but I knew he was married to Tamra Davis so the shit started to add up pretty quick. After a little more chit chat it was obvious, and I had to seriously restrain myself from flipping right the fuck out. I mean, can you imagine that shit? One second I'm sitting there alone in my office and 10 seconds later I'm on the line with Mike D. Moneymakin, Manhattan to Malibu, Mike Motherfucking D. In my ear. CRAZY!

Anyway, I kept it together long enough to lock down a date and next thing you know, a couple weeks go by and I showed up and hung out with the Davis-Dimaond family for an afternoon. Played ball with the kids while Mike took pictures, shamelessly asked for some autographs and kicked it with Mike and Tamra for a minute. I did my thing, the kids seemed like they had fun, and everyone was very very cool. Needless to say I walked away with a huge smile and a pretty goddamn unbelievable Hollywood story.

Pretty good shit huh? I know it's a long post, but I love telling that story.

NU UH! That's amazing!!!!!!!! Ok so sometimes Adrock sends messages on myspace? Man....i wouldn't of deleted mine if i knew that he sometimes sent messages out!

[M.C. Guevera]

Adrock has a MySpace?

[beastieboysbaby]

Oh, I thought y'all were talking about the beastie boys myspace?!!?

[Baseline]

i don't believe anything you've said
jpg or stfu





i met several b-girlies
and they were hot!

[alikat]

Originally Posted by Jack Beats

First of all, this is kinda ironic. I sent Adam H (who I've never met) a Happy New Year myspace message this morning and was pretty excited to come home tonight and see that he actually replied (how fucking cool is that). I'm pretty much checking this board right now just because I'm kinda fired up about him getting back to me. Saw this thread and had to reply with my encounter. I think it'll take the cake.

I'm 31 and have considered the boys my favorite band since freshman year in High School. Now I run a small business in SoCal doing private sports instruction for kids. One day in '05 I was sitting in my office and my cell rings ("Whatcha Want" ringtone). The guy on the line tells me he wants to set up a basketball clinic for his son's birthday party. I tell him I can do that and start taking his information.
"What's your name?". Mike
"Son's name?". Davis
"Last name?". Diamond

-pause-

"Umm. What's your last name again?". Diamond

-I pee my pants a little-

"So, Mr. Diamond...How did you hear about us"

Now obviously I don't give shit how he heard about me. I just want him to talk so I can listen to his voice and confirm that I'm actually talking to Mike D. At the time I didn't know he had a kid named Davis but I knew he was married to Tamra Davis so the shit started to add up pretty quick. After a little more chit chat it was obvious, and I had to seriously restrain myself from flipping right the fuck out. I mean, can you imagine that shit? One second I'm sitting there alone in my office and 10 seconds later I'm on the line with Mike D. Moneymakin, Manhattan to Malibu, Mike Motherfucking D. In my ear. CRAZY!

Anyway, I kept it together long enough to lock down a date and next thing you know, a couple weeks go by and I showed up and hung out with the Davis-Dimaond family for an afternoon. Played ball with the kids while Mike took pictures, shamelessly asked for some autographs and kicked it with Mike and Tamra for a minute. I did my thing, the kids seemed like they had fun, and everyone was very very cool. Needless to say I walked away with a huge smile and a pretty goddamn unbelievable Hollywood story.

Pretty good shit huh? I know it's a long post, but I love telling that story.

jack beats i support you and believe your awesome story.

but i must admit it sent me searching in vain for adrock's myspace page. this one seems . . . not real? i dunno. links would help me piss away the next ten minutes thx.

[YoungRemy]

my story involves Mr. Yauch and an ice rink, Mr. Diamond and an ex Vietnam vet, and random drive by shoutings to Horovizzle...

and the link above is definitely a fake... all the pictures are from google

its not that hard, just click search and stalk away, kids!

[Randetica]

yay he is single \o/

[YoungRemy]

well it must be real, it says it's the "official" page!

as we get old, we forget how old we are and also list our friends rap projects...

[timmie]

I have!

[Parkey]

Originally Posted by timmie

I have!

Me too

[b-grrrlie]

Originally Posted by alikat

jack beats i support you and believe your awesome story.

but i must admit it sent me searching in vain for adrock's myspace page. this one seems . . . not real? i dunno. links would help me piss away the next ten minutes thx.

Well that is not the Adrock that sent me a message on My Space, he's just called Adam there and he called me the queen of his board!

[DandyFop]

In passing and while freaking out, yes I have met them. yauch gave me a ricola, blah blah blah, and I talked to Mike D on the phone once because he was at the same party as a friend (you know who you are).

Good times

[oneroomonedog]

never ,but i met Money Mark on haight street ,SF .It was the day after a concert at The warfield .

[luckydan#4130]

i met mr. horovitz after the bs 2000 show at the beehive in pittsburgh ...it seems as though when i would ask him a question it would take him a long time to reply ...like he wanted to say it just right. the most straight forward answer i received was about movies- and his answer was sports. religion- and a reply about not taking himself to seriously, we are all sinners, and drinking wine. unity- sometimes you have to roll the dice and you come up aces....then two girls were trying to convince him to let them drive him to the next gig in cleveland or some such land and i shook his sweaty(just done playing) and strangely soft hand and was on my way to the second floor bar for a bacardi and coke and a parliment in shock of what just transpired. it's all about defence.