Until this morning, I hadn’t seen a bona fide celebrity up close in a while. I think it’s mostly because I’ve been sticking close to my own neighborhood and, honestly, I don’t think most people would consider Paul Auster and the homeless guy who looks like William S. Burroughs bona fide celebrities.
But today, as I was walking past a Blimpie’s and a Gentleman’s club (imagine that. my two biggest cravings – egg salad and pussy – right next to each other!) I almost walked right into actor Peter Gallagher. (perhaps you’ve seen him in sex, lies & videotape or mr. deeds I’ve said it before, sometimes at the risk of getting punched in the eyes or politely ignored, and I’ll say it again: Peter Gallagher is the thinking man’s Billy Zane. And Billy Zane is the certifiably sentient man’s The Rock. I’m not going anywhere in life, am I? (don’t answer!)
