hello, i love you
February 11, 2007Friday night I worked the Jonathan Richman show, and he first popped up at the window around 4:30 p.m. “Hello!” he said, looking as teensy and squeezable as ever. “HIII! HOW ARE YOU!?” I said, possibly scaring him. The people at the club who did know who he is made fun of me, and those who didn’t know of him immediately liked him after they saw his set.
Chris and I spent a great day wandering around museum corridors yesterday. First we saw the Josephine Baker exhibit at the National Portrait Gallery, and we also perused the Hall of Presidents. Man, that painting of Bill Clinton is aces. Other highlights included the Taft portrait and the Giacometti-like sculpture of George H.W. Bush.
Then we went to Les Halles and I ate this delicious pork and creamy mashed potatoes and Stella.
AND the premiere of “What Goes Around Comes Around” came into my life exclusively through iTunes on Friday. Thank you, Jesus.
The moral of the story is: if you cheat on Justin Timberlake, you’re going to die in a horrible, flaming car wreck. And I can live with that.
Tags: justin timberlake |les halles |jonathan richman
the moral of the story is: if you’re scarlett johansson, i want to bang you.