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transcribed from last night's writer's group meeting

Me: … and I love love love Lookingglass Theater, Yaaay, David Schwimmer! and …
Byron: (to Jeff) David Schwimmer is gay?
Jeff: Who is David Schwimmer?
Molly: (to Byron) David Schwimmer isn’t gay.
Me: But you know who is? That guy I whose pictures I had on my walls in junior high!
Jeff: Ethan Hawke is gay?
Me: Not him, the other one.
Kim: The one who did the Shakespeare and then killed himself?
Me: Not the guy from Dead Poet’s Society! The other guy I hung on my walls. He was on My Two Dad’s, and—
Molly: Oh NO! Don’t even say it!
Me: ????????
Molly: Kirk Cameron can NOT be gay!
Me: Kirk Cameron wasn’t on My Two Dad’s.
Byron: And he’s like uber-Christian now.
Me: Yeah, he’s all sorts of born again.
Jeff: He’s definitely not gay.
Kim: I heard David Schwimmer was gay.
Byron: So did I!
Me: This is how everything horrible in the world begins.

Comments

my friend works for looking glass. i went to pick her up one night and david schwimmer was standing outside the theater talking to someone. although he was working on a film in london (flew over for the weekend?), he was very very strangely all-over tan. but ORANGE tan. like old tan from a bottle back in 1984. and exactly everywhere. face, ears, neck, hands, etc.

he's weird.

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