clovesbud

Just got back from a nice, extremely L.A., party. It was for Peter Gabriel, who has been one of my heroes since high school. It was a typical gathering at an expensive restaurant with an odd assortment of celebrities. Philip Seymour Hoffman, Kirstie Ally, Sam Rockwell and a bunch I can't remember. I tried to drag Winona Ryder out, but she wasn't budging. Oh well, my friend Andy was good company. a35mmlife should have been there, but he's doing Sundance. He's a better schmoozer than me. I was my typical understated self, but talked to a lot of people that could possibly help me find my next gig. And there was free booze, so all was well. Back at home....
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I'm awake now. Something just occured to me. You know those big, foofy dresses that Kirstie wears in the Pier One commercials? Well, I've seen her around town three or four times now and she always has one of those on. Always! They are like actual prom dresses, or bridesmaid gowns. Hmmmm....