The Letter - Revisited

Hey readers... remember this post back from June 2003?

I finally feel comfortable enough after five years to send it to the President of "The Studio". I emailed it to him this morning.

And it felt good.

Double Zinger

Last night I was in Hollywood with some friends and there was this guy at the restaurant that I knew... it took about 20 minutes to place him, but then I realized that it was somebody I dated about 15 or so years ago. I remember that he had a very high opinion of himself. He obviously recognized me because he kept looking over at me with a quizzical look, but it was clear to see he couldn't remember from where. I was dressed to impress in black skinny jeans, strappy high heels, a low-cut black tank and a tissue-thin wrap, with my favorite silver handcuff necklace and big silver hoop earrings. If I say so myself, I looked hot.

Fifteen years ago, this guy broke up with me over the phone, because (quote), "You're too rough around the edges. You don't fit the image of the girl I think I should be with. I mean, you drive a Volkswagen, for Chrissakes."

Whereas I hesitated for just a moment, and then said, "Well gee, Tony, that's too bad... Because I give great head." and then I hung up.
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Skip ahead to last night. As I was leaving, I walked up to him -- he was in a big group of about 10 guys. "Hey Tony, how've you been?"

Tony: "I knew I knew you. Did we fuck?"

Me: "Classy, as always. No, we didn't..." then I leaned in and said, "You know, I still have that green Volkswagen."

I waited until it dawned on him by the look on his face that he remembered me. Then I ran my tongue over my bottom lip very deliberately, smiled, and walked away.

I have a confession to make...

Wow. Already the end of March. It's been a very long time since I've posted, but then life has been a hub of activity. And I gotta admit, I've been cheating on you guys... I've been keeping another blog.

I bought a new car. (See photo). Actually, I put it on reservation on March 26th, 2007 and was on a very long waiting list for a whole year.

One year and a day later, the dealership called me to tell me it had come in. I picked it up yesterday afternoon. It's called a "Smart Car" (here's a link for those of you who don't know what that is).

Don't get worried about Barry, my Volkswagen. I have no intention of getting rid of him. I've promised him that after 385.000+ miles, he deserves a well-earned rest. I am planning on having him completely restored and will drive him once or twice a week and keep him safely in the garage and rub him with a lint-free cotton diaper to keep the dust off. He will still work in movies and TV, and will always be the first love of my driving life. I've just adopted a sibling for him, that's all.

By the way, the new guy's name is Maxwell. Maxwell Smart.

Now all I need is a shoe phone and a cone of silence.