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A lost name dropper in a new city


Burgeoning friendships have never felt so welcome this weekend as I went to the movies for the first time in over three months. I drove into the wilds of Virginia, a place that had already proved to confound me the weekend prior, to meet at bigvacub’s place and dammit, the man should be working for Mapquest. His directions were concise and actually made sense unlike his online counterparts but that didn't stop me from getting lost anyway. Oh, no.

We'd planned to go see The Rundown but first he showed me one of the best buffalo chicken sandwiches I've had. I explained to him I didn't like to eat buffalo but he assured me the sandwich was actually chicken. Phew. We arrived at the theater, just in time for the Kill Bill trailer, and I settled in with popcorn and Diet Coke, a pause that definitely refreshed.

The film was super great and the Rock could very well see his first actor nod from the Academy. I dropped Matt off at his place and headed back into DC, determined not to get lost. Oh, well. Determination only gets you so far, I guess, because before I knew it, I was headed right back into Virginia in a giant, useless circle. Anyway, Matt is a great guy, really smart and a great sense of humor. While we were at lunch, though, he off-handedly said I was quite "the name-dropper." My immediate reaction was to go take a shower.

I hate the notion of being a name-dropper. I come from mid-western stock where any show of flash or achievement is met with a who-do-you-think-you-are-Mr. Big Shot? attitude and here I am, an actual name-dropper. He's right, too, and Matt didn't say it in any sort of finger wagging way. No. It was just a casual observation and my mind spun with guilt. I've spent so much time of my career/life dealing with celebrities that when I start talking about the job, it inevitably comes out, and I prattle on and on without a single thought of how it might sound.

Thankfully I've befriended another gifted On-Star substitute, fabulist. I called him immediately to talk me back home. He chided me for going into Virginia in the first place, him being a staunch Marylander. I suppose there's some rivalry between the two, aping the LA vs. SF stand off only maybe not quite as shrill. Joe is an amazing man who speaks like he writes, in rapid-fire poetic phrases and wonderfully obscure references and it makes me wish I had all the volumes of World Book on my lap while we speak. He's so handsome and too smart for his own good, plus he's an enormously talented soundscape artist.

I'm really lucky to have met two superstar guys in such a short period of time. I really am.

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fabulist From: fabulist Date: October 6th, 2003 01:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
If you're a name-dropper, I must have missed the brunt of it--the only name I heard you drop casually (and it did make me squeal like a schoolgirl) was Shelley Winters, which hardly qualifies you for the Edina Monsoon Award. Mind you, I tend to glaze over at celebrity quips, unless you're talking about JoAnne Worley, Jonathan Harris, Mamie Van Doren, Dick Gautier, Billie Hayes, or the deceased but once-dreamy Merritt Buttrick, in which case I'd have to kneel and touch the hem of your garment. I had to extract all the good names from you with Google and a former stalker's talent for finding out who people are and who they know (squeak).

Virginia's got its good points, too--they just start twenty miles away from the district, or Warshington, as they say in Bawlmer.
From: bigvacub Date: October 6th, 2003 01:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
It wasn't meant in a bad way at all. I'm totally jealous that you have names to drop. If I had any names at all to drop, I'd be dropping them. As it is, the closest I've ever been to a celebrity was when I saw Kirsten Dunst in a taxi in NYC while they were filming Spider Man 2. I'm going to start dropping yours, and when people say "who?", I'll say its my fabulous, glamorous friend who watches hard-core leather sex videos with Janeane Garafalo and Scott Thompson.

I can just see the google hits that last sentence will bring in.

We'll have to do it again, I always forget how much I like going to the movies.
guysterrules From: guysterrules Date: October 6th, 2003 05:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, I know you didn't mean it in a bad way. Like I said, it was my own internal mid-westerner reminding myself to stop showing off. But that certainly won't stop me from name-dropping. I can't help it. It's what I do for a living.

And I've never seen Kirsten Dunst!
spleenless From: spleenless Date: October 6th, 2003 02:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

NoVa

Northern Virginia is evil - EVIL I tell you. A driving morass, though most NoVa residents will substitute "Maryland" in the above sentence. It is, however, home to some lovely people and a gravesite for Stonewall Jackson's arm.
guysterrules From: guysterrules Date: October 6th, 2003 05:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: NoVa

Does it have anything to do with that messy Civil War thing?
brianrdu From: brianrdu Date: October 6th, 2003 02:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
Damn, I almost wish I lived up there so I could meet you. And I would INSIST that you name-drop. I love your stories, all of 'em.
pinkrose70 From: pinkrose70 Date: October 7th, 2003 07:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ha ha ha on the Maryland vs Virginia rivalry. It's true!

When I was growing up there...and later on as a driver, that's the only real sore spot. Maryland drivers thought Virginia drivers are terrible, they seem to drive too slow on Maryland roads, but particularly on the Beltway...not allowing us to maintain our 70mph. Now that I'm older, and more mature I realize that maybe they just were driving slow because they were lost.

I'm not sure what they thought of us, but I can tell you that I got lost many times driving "across the bridge." (several of the different bridges)

The only place I knew my way around in Virginia was Alexandria across the Woodrow Wilson Bridge, and only because I had an Aunt that lived there.

I drove into Northwest DC to work from Southern Maryland and even trying different routes occasionally, never got lost in DC.

Put me in Virginia, especially on the way to co-workers' parties and I was in a foreign land. I think I drove around a circle near the Iwo Jima statue about 3 times because you can't pull over....before I finally drove back across the bridge to DC and stopped and called for better directions.

This was in the 70's before cell phones, and Mapquest.

Those "Circles" will get you...Thomas Circle, Dupont Circle...lol

On an ending note, back to the Maryland v. Virginia thing. Driving may be one thing, but ask a Marylander or Virginian if they're a Redskin fan, and there's a tight kinship!

Getting homesick now...time to go watch the re-call exit polls.
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