are you my style star?

Attended an event at The Bridges condominium last night with co-workers.

the new phrase (in a sorority/privileged kind of intonation) is: Get it!

The room decor at Bridges (pic below) was "don't get it!" but it is a model so my opinion really does not mean anything.




I chatted with a reporter who was awesome. he looked like seth rogen from Knocked Up and wrote a piece in his paper about how that film was going to get him (and other schlubs like him) laid.

awesome reporter: I met my girlfriend as a result of that article.

yummicoco: you have such a distinct look. if anna wintour's is the bob then yours must be that jew fro and thick beard.

(in the middle of the night I wake up Sax to ask): was that a weird thing to say?

Sax: um, no that's ok.

What I should have also asked Sax was if it was weird that I asked another co-worker what kind of cat litter he used for his cats during our "getting to know you" lunch.

Anyway, awesome reporter was cool with his wooly mammoth appeal. I had a great opening when I stepped to him that I don't quite remember but it was cool. We started throwing negs back and forth--there was even some keno. Until some pr girl swarmed in to bogart and I realized that I eating asparagus with my hands just was not lady like. ("Don't Get it!") When I told awesome reporter that I needed a fork and was leaving to go find my crew, he asked for my card.

Get it!