Sunday, March 18, 2007

Rubbing Elbows.

This one time in Vancouver, I was all: "What's up, Tony Shalhoub?", and he was all: "Not much".

~sarah p.

p.s. For the record, I barely knew who he was. However, at the time, I didn't have cable, and the only channel that would come through the mountains was one that played Wings all day long. Then, I kept walking past him in the mornings. Eventually, something needed to be said.

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