Out and About

This past week was a pretty good one for celebrity sightings. I started things off last Thursday in a d-list sort of way when I spotted Tonya Cooley at Rite-Aid. You know, always made fun of Tonya and said that she drinks way too much and sleeps with too many people for anybody to ever take her seriously. Therefore, I wasn't feeling too much guilt as she plopped down a bottle of Cuervo and some mixers.

Friday was uneventful (OK, I saw Elodie from The Hills, but does that count?), but Cinco De Mayo brings out all sorts of faces. There were really too many people to mention running into Saturday, but I will say that I have once again bumped into Burton from Survivor. I used to make fun of Burton because he is so cheesy, but now as his hair is starting to gray ever so slightly, I realize that he's just like any other person out their trying to make a living and get some ass. If people are buying into his cheese, why should I care? I was much more intrigued as to why Elton Brand had walked into my little Mexican Dive Bar when he obviously should have been throwing a fight party.

The best came last, however. Whenever it is a big drinking weekend, some of my friends and I have made it a tradition to get Genghis Cohen, a popular restaurant on Fairfax Avenue in Los Angeles. Something about those New York-style eggrolls (tougher to find in this town than humanly possible) and crackerjack shrimp always takes care of whatever ails me. It appeared that Frances Fisher had the same idea, as well as Adam Sandler.

It's always fun to see celebrities when they are around their friends and aren't worried that people might be taking note of every single thing that they do (yes, I appreciate the irony in that statement), so it was fun watching Adam and his wife entertain people at a big table and do all of the things that we do when having fun at a Chinese restaurant such as constantly amusing ourselves with the lazy Susan, cracking jokes, and having a good time.