Actually, I am the one that's bitter. It's more a matter of what Madonna didn't do to me.
I kid. Did I ever tell you guys about the one time I met Madonna, he said, trying to put things on a pleasanter tack? Oh, Danceteria in the early '80s. There I was, checking out a just-post Rough Trade Red Crayola, and there she was, still blessed with the baby fat, dressed in those thrift-store schmatas, and I thought, what the hell is she doing here. "I didn't know you were a Red Crayola fan," I shouted above the delightful din. She gave me a look not, frankly, unlike the one reproduced in the photo above. "I'm not. I'm here for 'Paper''s first anniversary party. I'm on the wrong floor." And off she went.
On another note, I %love% it that you're kind of putting down a post-feminist, having in the previously post defended a, you know, *male* (and old) masturbator.
Honestly, that picture looks HEAVILY doctored. Like that Mischa Barton one with the cellulite. She's fab and I'm SO jealous you got to meet her, even if only to be told you'd be cooler if you were on another floor! :)
Holy shit. She's...um...she's looked better.
Posted by: bill | August 15, 2008 at 04:06 PM
Now that's just mean, Glenn. I think it's great Nick Nolte got a facelift.
Posted by: Dan | August 15, 2008 at 04:56 PM
Wow Ernest at 91 looks better. Clearly Kaballah frowns upon self-gifting.
Posted by: Preston | August 15, 2008 at 05:12 PM
"'you sound bitter, Glenn,' said Bill."
Posted by: Bjorn Again Borgnine | August 15, 2008 at 06:54 PM
Actually, it's Bill that sounds bitter, this time. What did Madonna ever do to you, Bill, huh?
Posted by: Bjorn Again Borgnine | August 15, 2008 at 07:07 PM
Actually, I am the one that's bitter. It's more a matter of what Madonna didn't do to me.
I kid. Did I ever tell you guys about the one time I met Madonna, he said, trying to put things on a pleasanter tack? Oh, Danceteria in the early '80s. There I was, checking out a just-post Rough Trade Red Crayola, and there she was, still blessed with the baby fat, dressed in those thrift-store schmatas, and I thought, what the hell is she doing here. "I didn't know you were a Red Crayola fan," I shouted above the delightful din. She gave me a look not, frankly, unlike the one reproduced in the photo above. "I'm not. I'm here for 'Paper''s first anniversary party. I'm on the wrong floor." And off she went.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | August 15, 2008 at 07:24 PM
Bjorn, I'm sorry I hurt you so badly that, days later, you still haven't recovered.
Posted by: bill | August 15, 2008 at 08:26 PM
Does she, you know, masturbate?
A lot?
On another note, I %love% it that you're kind of putting down a post-feminist, having in the previously post defended a, you know, *male* (and old) masturbator.
Posted by: bemo | August 15, 2008 at 10:18 PM
Well, she's all set Halloween, and if Guy Ritchie wants to do a Mummy film, well, threre you are.
Posted by: Gorilla Bob | August 18, 2008 at 02:16 AM
Honestly, that picture looks HEAVILY doctored. Like that Mischa Barton one with the cellulite. She's fab and I'm SO jealous you got to meet her, even if only to be told you'd be cooler if you were on another floor! :)
Posted by: Amanda By Night | August 18, 2008 at 11:44 PM