Let the Puppets Sing!
No, seriously, it’s a small world.
I can look Neil Patrick Harris in the eye and ask for ID for his credit card. I can actively ignore Mark Hamil when he was last seen in the store (gimme a break on this one, he was wearing a old trenchcoat, a battered hat and something on his face that made him resemble Darkman more than Luke Skywalker. So… we thought he was a loony and left him be. ANYways…). All in all, stars don’t bother me. Comes from living in Santa Barbara for most of my life where the rich and famous are just annoying and driving up property value.
But when it turns out that I’m calling Mike of Mike Sterling’s Progressive Ruin fame (though my concept of fame has been historically proven to be askew) for our shorts list… omg. I have to tell everyone I’m working with. I fangirl.
That totally made my day more than the guy with no volume control. My priorities are a bit off.
