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November 10, 2004
Page Six (K-list Celebs)
I shot a game of pool in Chelsea with Tom Wopat. He was wearing a flannel shirt and looked like he just walked off the set of "Dukes of Hazard". He was an awesome guy, totally unpretentious, and I kicked his ass.
Christie Turlington was walking down Houston street wearing something see-throughish, clearly for my benefit, Carol Alt was in my neighborhood, and Sandra Bernhardt stalked me two days in a row at Broadway and Houston.
I sat next to Ethan Hawke at a dive bar, he looked dirty.
Uma Thurman was there too, she made me think dirty.
They were still married at the time so I left her alone.
I saw Winona Ryder at a bar, she made eye contact with me when I walked in. She was gorgeous in person and I totally chickened out on talking to her.
I saw Brittany Murphy on W. 57th street. I saw her staring at me out of the corner of my eye. I was having a good-looking-day.
I saw Danny Masterson a few weeks ago on Chambers Street walking with two of his friends, and Michael J. Fox a few years ago outside a fight at MSG.
I had a shot of Bushmills with Dave Attell.
I saw Jessalyn_Gilsig looking good late one night at a little pub near Port Authority, Laurence Fishburne going to watch a Broadway show, and Britney Spears with her entourage hustling into a limo outside MTV studios.
From the HBO series "Oz," I saw Kirk Acevedo on third avenue and 36th, and Dean Winters at Madison Square Park walking his bicycle. His girlfriend was cute, I could tell she wanted me.
I saw James Gandolfini buying a newspaper at 3rd and 30th.
Keith David was friends with my neighbor at my old apartment, he'd stop by from time to time. He also came into the bar when I was working once.
A guy claiming to be Alfonso Soriano came in and was signing autographs. I didn't believe it was him.
I saw Connie Chung in Union Square, and Chris Rock standing outside a Deli near Bryant Park.
Geraldo came into the bar with a young girl. We thought it was his daughter but later found out that it was his date. He was driving a Jaguar.
Anderson Cooper came into my bar for happy hour.
I swear I saw Julia Roberts on the subway. It was the uptown 6 train from City Hall at about 9 in the morning.
I saw Larry David in Grand Central, and Philip Seymour man standing in Times Square immediately after watching a movie he was in.
Ryan Dunn came into the bar while I was working, Buster Poindexter did too. He had coffee and chili.
Rue McClanahan was behind me in line at the supermarket on 3rd Avenue, and I spotted Stanley Tucci on the set of a movie in the west villiage on St. Patricks Day.
I saw Stuttering John at a bar acting like a big-shot. Everybody thought he was an A-hole.
I bowled a few games at Bowlmore in the lane next to Julianna Margulies and Ron Eldard. She looked really good and it was clear that if she weren't with her boyfriend she'd have gone home with me that night.
Also worth a mention: Adrian Hartley, from the VH1 series, Band on the Run was my roommate for three months when I first moved to New York and Steve Burns from Blue's Clues once mistook me for someone else and bought me a drink. He waved at me from the opposite end of the bar as the bartender handed me a fresh beer, totally freaking me out until the misunderstanding was rectified.
Do I look gay in these pants?
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