We arrive at the Beverly Hills Hilton fresh from my sister's elegant white BMW and as she rushes ahead of me I manage to fall off my right shoe, stumble backward, tumble off the curb, lose the shoe ENTIRELY, start yelling for help, try to turn my shoe over with my toe - fail -and watch as the tourists lined up to see the stars START TAKING PICTURES OF ME. Finally Lindy retrieved me from the gutter and I gimped over to the group of picture takers and hissed, that better NOT end up on You Tube.
We signed in and were directed to the V.I.P. section where there was an open bar and once inside we were close to the stage. And YES my ex was there but I didn't see him. His name was all over the program as he was doing some rather big things for the event.
Sidebar: I've already posted pics of him on this blog, during the Christmas era 2 years ago? When we lived in New York and dressed my dog as Santa Claus. Have I EVER had a life? The ubiquitous one-armed sleeve in neon, and I do mean NEON, which hardly shows in this photo of artist Kait Matthews. Of course I nearly knocked her over so I had to explain why I was a Wonk Walker. She proffered her card and said, "E-mail me, my fiance is a doctor with a big heart. I want you to talk to him for FREE. " I would marry her if I didn't already have VodkaMom as myalbatross wife and you know, if Kait wasn't all engaged to a man and shit.
It might be hard to tell but these girls, best friends, are both over 6 feet and one of them is a top model here in L.A. Which one? The Blonde or The Brunette?
We signed in and were directed to the V.I.P. section where there was an open bar and once inside we were close to the stage. And YES my ex was there but I didn't see him. His name was all over the program as he was doing some rather big things for the event.
Sidebar: I've already posted pics of him on this blog, during the Christmas era 2 years ago? When we lived in New York and dressed my dog as Santa Claus. Have I EVER had a life? The ubiquitous one-armed sleeve in neon, and I do mean NEON, which hardly shows in this photo of artist Kait Matthews. Of course I nearly knocked her over so I had to explain why I was a Wonk Walker. She proffered her card and said, "E-mail me, my fiance is a doctor with a big heart. I want you to talk to him for FREE. " I would marry her if I didn't already have VodkaMom as my
It might be hard to tell but these girls, best friends, are both over 6 feet and one of them is a top model here in L.A. Which one? The Blonde or The Brunette?
Lindy won the table flower setting and gave it to this woman, Auntie V, part of our late friend Janet's family.
Yeah, now you're thinking my sister is all nice and shit and have already forgotten she trampled me and then pushed me into the gutter.
More to come.