shana and i had one of the best celebrity sightings we've ever experienced this weekend, in chicago of all places. sunday morning, 10am, michigan ave hilton hotel elevators. tall guy gets on and stands up close next to me (it's a little crowded). i'm eye level with his shirt: FIGHTING FOR PEACE IS LIKE FUCKING FOR VIRGINITY. i laugh a little, look up and realize, um, it's BILLY BALDWIN.
we're all trapped watching the miniature cnn feed in the elevator, which is broadcasting this ridiculously stupid commentary about how "somehow" small time tragedies get elevated to national news stories, and billy and i exchange derisive comments about the ridiculousness of that and how g.dub will attend virginia tech funerals but not those of soldiers and she mumbles something about loving his shirt and then we're in the lobby and part ways.
for the record, he looks better than i'd expected (he's 44, but only one of his brothers has gotten better looking as he got older) and that classic curl that flops over his forehead? totally seems to be unstyled, because he was clearly just out of the shower and half-awake and it was fully activated. hot.
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