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April 02, 2003 - 6:14 p.m. Here's the thing. I never see celebrities in New York. I'm always seeing pictures in magazines of random celebrities shopping one avenue away from my office, and yet, I never see them. All right, there's the occasional Rod Stewart sighting, but seriously, does that even count? He made fake guns with his hands and pretended to "shoot" us. Today, I had not one, but TWO celebrity sightings. The first one I handled badly, the second I pulled off with the nonchalance of any uncaring New Yorker. First, Rita and I were walking to lunch when I noticed that I recognized the guy walking past us on the street. So I yell, "Hey, Nathan Lane!" He didn't seem to hear me, but everyone else did, and, making me feel slightly better, they all turned around to look as I tried to point him out to Rita, who had missed him on first viewing. So that was cool. And then on the way back to the office, after a discussion at lunch about how we never see anyone famous, we saw a limo pulling up in front of NBC and decided to see if anyone cool was getting out. And that's when we watched...three random chunky men get out of the limo. There was, however, another limo behind it. So we hung out for a minute, and out of the limo came...Samuel L. Jackson!! So that one, that one was cool. And I did not shout out, "Hey! Samuel L. Jackson!" And yes, he was wearing a Kangol cap backwards. |
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