New York has afforded me some celebrity sightings. not that i get very star-struck. so far i've seen Jean Reno (aka The Professional) at the Union Square Circuit City, Famke Janssen walking her dogs on 13th Street, Kurt Vonnegut at a WNYU radio interview, and then on Saturday i was walking on Ludlow Street after a trip to Katz's Deli and was star struck indeed.
out of the corner of my eye i noticed a hockey stick resting against a wall and thought, 'wow, free hockey stick!'
in the next step i noticed a guy sitting on a step in his hoodie and shorts, in the next step i noticed it was a face i recognized, in the next step i realized that face belonged to Mike Myers. it was somber and down-trodden, he was on his phone, he looked right at me as he just listened to whomever was speaking on the other end.
and i kept walking, and asked Heather, 'do you know who that was?'
i suspect he looked so sad because of bad news, perhaps about his divorce. it didn't seem the right time to stop and chat about fat bastard or how that movie sucked.
i would have rather talked about So I Married an Axe Murderer, but didn't want to be rude.
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