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SO. Today I was not at rehearsal because I had to go see a play in new york. The play was actually the worst assault on aesthetics and basic sensory experience that I have endured in the last several years. I didn't mind, though, because before the play I went to Veselka (which is a ukranian place near St. Marks Place.) There, I realized that Peter Gallagher (of OC fame) was sitting at a table. When he left, we were given his table, and I was pretty stoked.
And then my suitemate leaned over and told me that Jon Stewart was sitting at the table next to ours.
His daughter has better bangs than mine. She's 4.
We proceeded to watch him trick his daughter with the old "what's that over there?" in order to steal some of her macaroni and cheese.
The end.
And then my suitemate leaned over and told me that Jon Stewart was sitting at the table next to ours.
His daughter has better bangs than mine. She's 4.
We proceeded to watch him trick his daughter with the old "what's that over there?" in order to steal some of her macaroni and cheese.
The end.