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David Hasselhoff Goes To My Gym And I Am Not A Liar This Is Just The Sort Of Celebrity Lifestyle I Lead

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David Hasselhoff spotting.  At my gym.  In my town.

You:  But why, Anouchka, would The Hoff be vacationing in your generic, Midwestern town in February?
Me:  Well, apparently it's beautiful this time of year!  (Seriously.  It is in the 50s today.  Unheard of.)
You:  OK, OK.  But how do you know that it wasn't just some muscly old guy with a corny David Cassidy grin and a pair of outdated sunglasses?
Me:  Ever heard of a little something called intuition?  Well I have.  Plus, he was carrying a life saving floatation device and sun tan lotion.  And his hair was impeccably mussed.
You:  I call bullshit.
Me:  Would I lie to you?
You:  Yes.
Me:  OK, maybe I would and maybe I am, but I know what I saw and this is it:

What the hell?  How was this ever "a thing"?

OK fine.  Since I am allegedly a liar (prove it), here is how I will make it up to you:  I am conducting some scientific (a.k.a. IMDB & Wikipedia) research on my computer at work to present you with a few Hasselhoff factoids, for your reading enjoyment.  I know I will catch hell for this from the IT department at work (where they can monitor my internet activity and see that I am conducting searches for David Hasselhoff), but this is how much I love you.  You're welcome.
  • Once explained on a talk show about being attacked by a male kangaroo at a wildlife preserve.
  • Was considered for the role for Boba Fett in Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back (1980).
  • In Germany, he shares his dubbing voice with Kermit the Frog.
  • Helped to rescue a car crash victim. [March 1995]
  • Saved a drowning child. [August 1995]
  • On August 2, 2006, Hasselhoff proclaimed himself "King of the Internet" in a tongue-in-cheek advertisement commercial for Pipex.
  • Hasselhoff has launched a MySpace-like social networking site, known as "HoffSpace."  (This makes it infinitely less funny, but:  He did so in part as a response to people opening false social-networking pages in his name, as well as those of his children.)




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