a lot of crazy, kind of creepy things have been going on lately. the other night i was awakened in the middle of the night by what sounded like a gunshot. i figured i was wrong and went back to sleep, only to find out yesterday that it was this girl being killed by a mugger. so sad, and practically on my doorstep. that poor girl and her poor, poor fiancé. then last night when we were trying to drink away the weirdness, the guy standing next to us at the delancey turned out to be a detective investigating the case. it all felt very twin peaks and, well. . .strange.
and not to equate the two (but also on the weird tip), a publicist called me yesterday to tell me that someone has been pretending to be me and using my name and affiliation to scam free spa treatments and graft. at first i was alarmed but then i was like umm...why didn't i think of that?
you have an impersonator. you are officially famous.
Posted by: john | January 29, 2005 at 04:10 PM