So I went to Pauly Shore’s bday party. It didn’t really start out that well. We (me, my friend, Kate from DC, and my coworkers, Brian, Tom, and Adam walk over to the Comedy Store, and it was freezing.
And we had made sure to RSVP and get our names on “the list” and all, and people are just walking in. Clearly an exclusive soiree.
There were all of 20 people there and it really looked like we were walking into a high school reunion. People scattered around the cheaply decorated room in clumps of 4 or 5. All the men are fat and balding, and the women on their arms are either way better looking or are transvestites. Okay, so maybe not my high school, but whatever.
Anyway, at least the drinks were free. And Pauly definitely took advantage of that. Dude could not stand up on his own by the time he got there. And he was being flanked/held up by two FORMER playmates, and we're talking like playmates class of 1974. Class personified. It's the jealousy talking.
Anyway, there were a couple of almost noteworthy people there:
Neal McDonough- yeah, I had no idea what his name was, but I did recognize him as an insanely sinister looking dude from the some TV show. He freaks me out, and I’d already slammed 3 margaritas. So one would understand why I crawled under a table and hid until Brian lured me out with another drink.
The party was unraveling quickly, but there were a lot of cameras, and I assume I will be on YouTube at some point in the near future. So after another hour or so of mind-numbing boredom and about 450 other coworkers of mine showing up, we had our first real celebrity arrival.
-Jeremy Piven- yessssssssssss! But homeboy is a pipsqueak. I almost knocked him over. Then almost fell over myself after doing the MOST obvious double-take in history. Man, I’m suave. But it was cool as shit. And one of my coworkers took a pic of himself and JPiv, and you can totally see where his toupee starts. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. And someone said he comes to my gym a lot. So I will try to redeem myself.
And that’s pretty much it for that night. Kate dropped me off at home, and I promptly called a cab to come take me to get sushi. At 2AM. Hahaha. I would have walked somewhere but there are only strip clubs near me. I hear some have good food though.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
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