under six degrees of famous, or something... 

today christa and i were in the mott/prince area
and we stood next to terry richardson while we
waited to get a coffee from the gitane take-out
window. i know, no big whoop, but then we
walked by mekong, and who did we see there
being as loud as possible? OMA ROSSA!!
yeeeaaaahhhhhh! now there's a good starsighting
combo for a day. tomorrow we have to go west,
to del mar to hang out with normal people. fooey.

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