I have two friends with awesome Danzig stories.
1) A friend of mine once saw Danzig at Ralphs on Halloween buying a pumpkin.
2) From my friend, Ben, who is a card-carrying FOT but doesn't read or post here.
"I use to walk past a certain rundown, possibly abandoned house in Los Feliz all the time, thinking "Jesus, if those people would just fix that place up a little, they could sell it for so much money." Then I found out Danzig lived there for years, and the first time I walked by that house again, it was nighttime and I saw a bat fly out from under the eave of the roof. Swear to God."