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[morgi]

Mostly True Comics: Dating Dr. Venkman

I hadn't thought of that, and see, prettyh, I told you I found him (character AND actor) creepy... heh.

Vaguely related, I found the episode of Wait, Wait--Don't Tell Me!" with Harold Ramis as the Not My Job guest. We must have heard it in reruns a year or two later, though, because the original air date is the

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[prettyh]

That damn comic site isn't working for me. Grr. But yes, you're right about Bill, which I'm still sad about, but...gah!?! At one point I thought the worst he'd ever do was drive a golf cart after three beers, but...umm...no.

I bumped into Harold Ramis once. Literally. I don't know why I've never told you that.

[prettyh]

Oh - it loaded for me. Thorazine should actually be a requisite item in one's purse on every date, I think.

I put all of my nightly pills into my shiny new L.A. shotglass last night & poured 'em back. THANK YOU, again! (The reason Thorazine made me think of this is because your letter said pepper spray is illegal up here; I actually didn't know that. The RCMP can and do carry it. That's all I know for sure.) And I can't wait to find what weird stuff I can bring back from Scotland for you...

[morgi]

I draw the line at haggis, and DAMMIT WOMAN, now you're telling me you've met/seen Brendan Fraser, Raul Julia, AND Harold Ramis??? Now I'm annoyed that I haven't uploaded that "Bitch please" Egon icon yet!

[prettyh]

Okay, wtf re: haggis? And I didn't meet him; I literally bumped into him. It was at a movie premiere - the Cronenberg one. He apologized, I apologized, that was it. Typical Canadian exchange. :-P But I can't say I spoke to him beyond that, sadly - I'd have liked to.

It's one of the many benefits of living one's life in Toronto! They don't call it Hollywood North for nothin'. Anyway, this was, like, 10 years ago, so I didn't know you yet; I would have kidnapped him otherwise.

[arafel]

Guys who carry around syringes of controlled substances... um, yeah, no. "Wait, I just happen to have this in my pocket, hold still?"

[morgi]

Sounds like the sort of thing women forward each other spam mail about...

None of the controlled substances I have in my possession are useful.