Done.Finito.Finished.

[pearlharbr]

Oooh, kara, are you on FB? Friend me! (Does that sound pathetic and pursuing? )

Hmm, let's see, a good story to combat the blues from sickness and sitch-ness...

No good shopping on my end. There's a no shopping until I get a job rule in effect. I am suffering inside.

Well, I have a few good celeb sighting stories. There are two I always pull out and since BF isn't here I can tell them again. [He has, of course, heard them a million times. But I never tire of telling them to new audiences. In fact, when his old team wanted to have a group dinner at Bubba Gump I said I would go only on the condition that I could tell the below story.]

I was living in SF when the movie Forrest Gump came out. Some friends wanted to go see it opening weekend. My BFF was late meeting me so by the time we got to the theater our other friends were already seated and the place was packed. BFF insists that we sit together which is looking impossible. I spot a row with two empty seats, but there is a man and two kids sitting between them. I suggest to BFF that we each ask the people surrounding the empty seats if they are being saved, if not we can ask the group in the middle to scoot over one. We do that and reconvene. Turns out that the man in the middle group is Robin Williams. BFF starts freaking out and says we can't ask him to move over. Nonsense.

Me: Hi. Can I ask you a favor?
RW: [Slumps in his seat and pulls his baseball cap down a bit.] What is it?
Me: Would you mind moving over one so my friend and I can sit together?
RW: [Sits back up and replies cheerily] No problem. Kids, move over.

So I motion to BFF to come over and we sit down. I seriously worry she is going to make a scene so I took the seat next to RW. All throughout the movie I have RW's unmistakeable laugh next to me. I have never watched FG again because it just wouldn't be the same.

Now if you friend me I'll tell you about being a groupie for my favorite rock star.