She was sitting outside at a Chelsea cafe, taking a break from walking her two enormous dogs. I went over and petted her tired-looking dogs. I told her I admired her work. She said thanks and shook my hand. Then I gave her a copy of my CD, and shot her one of those I-really-hope-you-like-this-and-request-that-it-be-used-in-the-Sopranos looks. Then I left before it got weird.
What a nice famous lady.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Melfi!
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For some reason, I always confuse her with Nancy Travis.
This would have been an intensely better post if it ended at:
"Then I gave her a copy of my CD, and shot her."
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