Shameless Name Dropping and Sex Talk
So, I'm having drinks and dinner last night on College Street with my TV personality-feminist-social activist-lawyer-friend and we are getting a sweet buzz and talking really loudly about the sexualization of teen women, trash culture, mass media, blow jobs and such and I look to the table next to us and who is sitting there talking about orgasms (I think) a lot quieter than we are? Ex-Much VJ and star of sexually-explicit, critics fave film Shortbus, Sook Yin-Lee. How a propos.
Have I mentioned that I love my city?
Have I mentioned that I love my city?
Labels: Celebs, Girls, Sex, Urban Anecdotes
posted by K-Dough at 11:25 AM
33 Comments:
Was she sitting at the table, or on her knees looking for a fork... now that would have been worth a cellphone pic.
Ha. But seriously- she is one sexy goil.
Christ, now I wonder who was at the next table when you and I were...oh, never mind...
I don't know what a "propos" is, and I never heard of anybody named Sook Ye-Lin either, so you sure don't know how to drop a real name.
One time I was on the street and I saw Ricky Martin and I almost creamed my pants. He even looked at me and I'm like, "Oh my God, you're Ricky Martin," and he's like, "Yeah, that's me." And he didn't really wink at me but it felt like he did and so I went home and listened all night to his records.
Another time I saw Yogi Bear at Canada's Wonderland, but my dad tole me it was just some jerk-off bozo in a Yogi suit.
See K-Jelly, if you gonna drop names, use names what people know!
Leather: ...talking about the time we tag-teamed Smenita?
Smenita: You said See K-Jelly, if you gonna drop names, use names what people know!
Ok. How about Jacko, the DJ at the strip club you work at or Squeaky, your midget lover?
When you talk about "tag-team" you better be meaning that you be pulling a loose tag of my jacket because I just bought it and forgot to take the tag off - becaue if you mean the gross stuff forget it. I won't be taggin anybody on your team.
A Propos indeed. I look forward to Shortbus.
Smenita: Taggin' and baggin' baby.
C'mon everybody, show Smenita yo' chiquita!!!
I don't think she is hot. I haven't seen her in ages, but I always thought she had very bad hair.
But I'm still very impressed that you are such a cool guy and live in the center of the Universe. Really, I am.
Pammie- You see stars in Ottawa too, right? Like David Emerson, and Bill Graham and... well ok, I guess you don't.
Hey- I just realized this blog just experienced its 50,000th hit!
Yay.
Ok. Next topic...
Who is your local NHL team again??
Why do you ask?
Yeah, I'm with Pammie....I love all the buzz around Shortbus, but she definitely doesn't give me a bona. No boobs, no curves, no nothin'. And bad hair.
Up here in Newmarket, I run into celebrities ALL THE TIME....well....actually, just Belinda. Twice. OK, you win.
Just thinkin'...you know...That we might not have any real VJ stars in Ottawa but at least we don't have the Toronto Maple Leafs to embarrass us. At least we have a decent hockey team.
Seriously though- I never write about it, but that kind of shit happens all the time around here. I love it. I'll be walking to work one day and Flava Flave will pop out of a hotel, or I'll be at my local staple restaurant (the one Leather met me at) and regulars like Marshall McLuhan's daughter or Ralph Benmergui (I know, I know but he is a really nice guy), Victor Malarek from W-5 and yes, Leaf players and wives, are there and will chat with you at the bar.
Bob McKenzie from TSN drops by after the game. Shawn Desmond (yuck) entertains some sweet young thing across from us. One day, I even ran into Fiona Apple sitting in a restaurant across the street.
I call my buddy and he is sitting there at the same restaurant with
Ian Thornley and some mutual friends. Master T from Much lives up the street and walks his kids by the house regularly. Rick Mercer is waiting for a cab outside the patio we are drinking Belgian beer on... blah blah blah.
Hey, I'm not too cool to admit I like it. Keeps things interesting anyway.
I rode an elevator at the Four Seasons a few years back and when I looked over at the monster sized dude standing beside me, it was Muhammed Ali. Even got a pic. I see Mercer at various Airports every year... he's not really a star though. More like the ultimate Canadian Cab Driver.
k-dough,
Ian Thornley..That got my attention. Have to confess, though, that I didn't know he was from Toronto.
My favorite was Farah Fawcett... she and Lee Majors rented the Condo next to ours in Banff. I used to sneak over and bug them... she even kissed me once. Hot, hot, hot... they were filming at Sunshine.
Must've wanked every night for 8 months thinking about her.
Shame she's a coke-addled street whore now.
Nothing like having your illusions destroyed. Course, she was married to Majors, which was pretty bad in and of itself. My brother and I used to plot how we cause an avalanche on the hill and kill Majors, then hurry to console Farah.
Kids eh?
I really don't want to get into an exhaustive historical list, but here are a few of my fave past personal meets. Some day maybe we can talk about this shit over beers!:
George Harrison(working at Much Music)
Lemmy Kilmeister(working at Much Music)
Wendy 'O Williams(at Premier of Canadian metal mag - Rock 'N Roll Heaven T.O. 85ish)
Scotty Bowman(In Hamilton at final Canada Cup '87 game when Gretzky/Lemieux scored on rush to beat the Ruskies!)
Iron Maiden(backstage at my own gig)
Lee Aaron(toured with)
Colin James(toured with)
Mary J. Blige(at rehearsal)
Steve Tyler/Joe Perry(Had beers with)
etc...
HOly fuck. I was just re-reading what I just wrote and goolged the '87 Canada cup game. It gives me shivers thinking about being there. And to think, we only had tix for the very last game. If the Ruskies had won the game before it, it never would have been played.
Check it out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1987_Canada_Cup
Sorry -here is the link:
Canada Cup '87
Sadly, we have to suffer sightings of the western version of Rita McNeil out here... Jan Arden.
Like watching an elephant walk down the sidewalk.
We do get sightings of lots of Movie stars though. Eastwood, Pitt and his hottie, Madonna, etc...
Seems "Going Cowboy" is popular in Hollywood these days.
Musicians you don't get to see out here though. I had drinks with Peter Gabriel once... part of a sponsorship program he was hitting my company for money on. Very nice fellow.
It would be nice to see some of the more interesting musicians out here.
I settle for whipping out to NY.
OK, don't get me going on the musician thang. K-Dough already knows I toured Europe for six months playing with one of his fave artists. You wouldn't believe the brit-rock legends I've had dinner/opened for/been on a tour bus with. Best part was, they treated me like "one of them". Armchair memories indeed.
When are we having those fucking beers together anyway? Is it still February?
I'm working on hitting TO sometime around the 15th of Feb. Waiting for your illustrious provincial government treasury to reply to my request for a get together.
I'll keep you posted.
Pam- uhhh that was so funny I forgot to laugh. (My Grade 8 comeback of the week)
JC, my wife has a girly mag in the bathroom with new shots of Jann after losing some weight, and all dolled up. Definitely "wanking-catalogue" compatable.
Guys. I'm fuckin' pissed. Made an awesome dinner for the wife, but drank a fucking bottle of wine in the process. my bad.
Bad? You made her a dinner and now you're drunk. No, leather...That's good.
And I think Jann is hot..at any weight. She's hot and funny.
Famous Peoples Encountered:
Alanis - saw her ass crack at Ottawa Airport
Nicole Kidman - in VIP golf court at Newark Airport
Bo Jackson - sitting propping bum hip at Orlando Airport
Jack Layton - envied my burger at D'Arcy McGees night after last election.
Craig Oliver AND!!! Jeff Healey - both on same flight from Ottawa to Toronto (dey be econo-class, Sheena not be so)
Ben Johnson - delivered Sheenster the hairy eyeball until he realized he be back of the bus.
Matt Frewer - seatmate from YYZ to YOW - was reading lameass PSI factor script
Neil Peart - knocked over my wine playing airdrum kit across the aisel in BizFirst Class from YYZ to LAX
Rudy Guiliani - unzipped when he foolishly thought door in the men's can in the YYZ term 2 Maple Leaf Lounge had closed, but like..hadn't.
Rex Murphy and Seamus O'Reagan - ubiquitous hangers on in YYZ MML
Order of Canada and alleged whore-toucher Dr. Wilbert Keon - Sheenavisions passim...
One of the Chip 'N Pepper Twins.. never mind..
The city's ok. The smog and hate filled summers are why I'm in B.C.
I once met Olivia Chow campaigning through her riding while I was having a sandwich on College Street. I was like, where's a lemon cream pie when you need one?
I've shaken Jack Layton's hand, but I don't think my life will be complete until I touch his mustache.
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