And don't you just hate it when you've watched their houses for months (but stayed outside of the required 100 yard distance at all times) and you see them leave, so you innocently go into their houses ...(because if they really intended for you to stay out they would have more than five locks on their doors) ... and you just have a quick peek through all their dresser drawers and closets and you find that you are cold, so you put on their pajamas and you think "I'm really tired" so you just lay down in their beds for a little nap... maybe get up and make yourself a couple of sandwiches from their various leftovers in the fridge, so you decide well I might as well just sit down and look over some of their scripts while you eat, only to have them come home while you're there looking for stuff that looks like they were only gonna throw it out anyway and they yell put down my "Oscar" and they have the nerve to get MAD and chase you outta the house! What's up with that? Do you hear me BEN AFFLECK?!?
(was that perhaps a little too much information?)
(was that perhaps a little too much information?)



Thanks for the laugh



Anyway, me and my buddy were about the only two people in the complimentary room at the time, getting a bowl of chili. An entourage worthy of secret service walked by about 4 times in black suits, shades and ear pieces. Who were they with? Number One himself, Jonathan Frakes was with them, clad in a huge Hawaiin print shirt, and you could tell they were scoping the room out to make sure Riker wouldn't get accosted by Trekkies. I just knew they were about to throw us out. They came on in, surrounding Frakes like he was "traveller". They gave us a few dirty looks but we stayed the whole time and just smiled at them. I wasn't about to bug a guy gettin' his grub on anyway. As we walked out my buddy Mitch (who has absolutely no tact) said something about Frake's big shoulder pads not hiding his gut, rather loudly. 


Good Journey
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