Hosp
07-06-2004, 09:28 AM
Lifted from my own blog (http://www.gary-o.blogspot.com), since I know most of you don't read it.
As far as the rest of the weekend, we went out to my aunt's house in the Hamptons. And let me just say, that my aunt has been out there 15 years and we've been going there before the hamptons became "THE HAMPTONS", pretty much from the when the hip hop types discovered it. And when we go there, we mostly hang at my aunts house and her pool, go to the beach and town in Montauk (where I worked at the Montauk Yacht Club for one summer), and the movies in East Hampton (where my cousin Denise used to work). I've never been to a club out there, and I really have no interest. So on Sunday we decided to go see Spiderman 2 at the 10:00 show so if there were any fireworks going on, we could see them and see the movie. But me, being the knowing person that I am, knew that it would be smart to go earlier in the day to get the tickets because it would probably be sold out by the time we got to the theater that night (which it was).
At about 4:30, me and Mario drove out to East Hampton to get the tickets. When we got to town, we were trying to make a left into a parking lot down the street from the theater, but oncoming traffic wasn't stopping. As we waited, about 6 pretty attractive girls all piled out of an SUV. The driver, girl with dried out blonde hair, was facing away from us and talking to the other girls. At the same time that traffic let up and we started making our turn, she took 2 steps backwards and then turned towards us. We were 18 inches from hitting her. She was startled, she threw her hands back and you saw that she lost her breath. And as she gave us a dirty look, I realized then that with 97% certainty that it was Lizzy Grubman. And I say that much because it would be really unfortunate if 2 women looked like that. It was surreal. I told my brother in law who it was and he said "Who?" I told him what she was known for, Plowing 16 people over with her SUV outside of a club and then calling them White Trash. And he laughed. I said we would have been famous for it, the postal worker and a guy in a Sexy Beast T-shirt plowing down Lizzy in a Minivan with Vanity license plates. He thought I was crazy, but I told him to just tell the people back at the house what happened. And without any coaching, they all said we would have become instantly known out there, and a national sensation.
So that was my weekend, how was yours?
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<center><a href="http://www.gary-o.blogspot.com">Check out my blog. I'd be witty here, but I gave up on that a while ago.</a> </center>
As far as the rest of the weekend, we went out to my aunt's house in the Hamptons. And let me just say, that my aunt has been out there 15 years and we've been going there before the hamptons became "THE HAMPTONS", pretty much from the when the hip hop types discovered it. And when we go there, we mostly hang at my aunts house and her pool, go to the beach and town in Montauk (where I worked at the Montauk Yacht Club for one summer), and the movies in East Hampton (where my cousin Denise used to work). I've never been to a club out there, and I really have no interest. So on Sunday we decided to go see Spiderman 2 at the 10:00 show so if there were any fireworks going on, we could see them and see the movie. But me, being the knowing person that I am, knew that it would be smart to go earlier in the day to get the tickets because it would probably be sold out by the time we got to the theater that night (which it was).
At about 4:30, me and Mario drove out to East Hampton to get the tickets. When we got to town, we were trying to make a left into a parking lot down the street from the theater, but oncoming traffic wasn't stopping. As we waited, about 6 pretty attractive girls all piled out of an SUV. The driver, girl with dried out blonde hair, was facing away from us and talking to the other girls. At the same time that traffic let up and we started making our turn, she took 2 steps backwards and then turned towards us. We were 18 inches from hitting her. She was startled, she threw her hands back and you saw that she lost her breath. And as she gave us a dirty look, I realized then that with 97% certainty that it was Lizzy Grubman. And I say that much because it would be really unfortunate if 2 women looked like that. It was surreal. I told my brother in law who it was and he said "Who?" I told him what she was known for, Plowing 16 people over with her SUV outside of a club and then calling them White Trash. And he laughed. I said we would have been famous for it, the postal worker and a guy in a Sexy Beast T-shirt plowing down Lizzy in a Minivan with Vanity license plates. He thought I was crazy, but I told him to just tell the people back at the house what happened. And without any coaching, they all said we would have become instantly known out there, and a national sensation.
So that was my weekend, how was yours?
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<center><a href="http://www.gary-o.blogspot.com">Check out my blog. I'd be witty here, but I gave up on that a while ago.</a> </center>