Bob Gray moved from Cleveland to L.A. a few months ago. Here on the shores of Lake Erie, he worked on national basketball broadcasts, reports L.A. Weekly, but with the Cavs in low demand across America after LeBron's departure, so too was demand for his services. So out to California he went.
Arriving there, Gray wanted to get an L.A. phone number, ditching the 216 for some local flavor while he tried to break in as an actor, director, and screenwriter around town.
That's when his life changed, according to the L.A. Weekly, because the number bestowed upon him by Sprint happened to be the recently discarded number of "a reasonably famous and very well connected actor-comedian."
The phone calls and texts started almost immediately.
"The next day I get a text message," Gray told L.A. Weekly. " 'Hey man, I just saw your shit on TMZ.' " He wrote back, "Whose number do I have?"
While Gray says that he explains the predicament when the A-listers call, making sure they get in contact with the celebrity they meant to be calling, he and his girlfriend have used some of the misdirected invitations to their advantage.
L.A. Weekly explains:
One night Gray and his girlfriend, who live in the very un-Hollywood Huntington Beach, were out to dinner when a text appeared: "Hey, babe. I'm having my birthday party tonight at a house in the hills. Let me know if you can make it. Love and kisses."
Gray wrote back: "Awesome, hon. What's the address?"
Immediately, Gray's staring at an address; he exhibited the necessary adventurousness and chutzpah: "Cool, I have a few friends I want to meet me there, can you get them on the list? Bob Gray directed that Bigfoot movie, released by Troma, and Liza Foster's the lead actress. They have their lawyer Barry Davis with them. They're very cool. Is that all right?"
Soon, Gray and Foster were outside an imposing, rented mansion way up in the Hollywood Hills, going through a Secret Service-type security line.
"It's Mercedes, Maseratis and limos, and we're in our Dodge minivan with Ohio plates. They've got those little wrist walkie-talkies and earpieces and the guy's like, 'Who're you?'
"I'm Bob Gray."
And with that they were into Paris Hilton's 30th birthday party, rubbing elbows with a small gaggle of celebrities. (Some of whom you can see in the pic above.)
There's plenty more where that came from — with Gray's new cell phone ringing off the hook with calls from Kevin Nealon, Adam Sandler, invitations to the Super Bowl, and even a call from the mystery former owner of the cell phone number (no, they don't tell you who it is, sorry) who asked him, "How do you like living my life?" — so head on over to L.A. Weekly for the rest, where this Hollywood story might actually become a Hollywood story.
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