If your sources are accurate, Bill, I'd say that this "someone" must have been a bit more than "in a fillum" with Mr. Crowe. I don't think I know anyone who's slept with a famous person, although Steve has some chick friend in Detroit who dated Weird Al Yankovich for awhile. And I had a dream once where I was dating George Clooney. Cursed consciousness intervened and ruined everything. Another exciting Monday evening here at the Cabal. I fell asleep for a long time on the couch this evening, which means I won't be able to go to sleep at a normal hour. Apparently Holly tried to wake me and I threatened to kill her. I remember none of this. I think she's making shit up again. Winter decided to thumb its nose at Cleveland one last time, consequently dumping the better part of a foot of snow on us yesterday. Our driveway is (surprise!) a sheet of ice, and upon my return from work this afternoon, I treated myself to a hilarious spill right near the front steps. Was carrying the mail from the box at the time, so when I fell, envelopes and magazines went spraying across the lawn. My slapstick genius is infinite.
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