I don't know if I'll get a chance to post again before I leave for Sundance (Sundance, baby!) at the crack of dawn on Friday, so here I am now. If I have time and can figure out how to post from someone else's machine, I might blog from Utah—otherwise, see you next week!
The lovely Lisa the Bored Housewife was kind enough to offer me a place to stay, and she's so domestically talented, she's even going to prepare home-cooked meals for me. I just might refuse to leave when the film festival is over. If she's got cable TV in the basement, so I'll be all set. At some point, though Utah will probably send me screaming back to Chicago. I hear they sheathe fashion magazines in discreet covers at the newsstands out there—as if Glamour is as morally shocking as Hustler. It's not as if I crave unimpeded access to fashion magazines, but you know what I'm saying.
I will be taking my threaded eyebrows and my new haircut (which will be wrought upon my head tomorrow) to a couple parties for the Wordplay contingent at Sundance, and I'll also be giving my longjohns a workout standing in line outdoors Saturday morning trying to get a ticket for the movie's world premiere. (What could be more glamorous than longjohns? Nothing, that's what. I'm going totally Hollywood this weekend.) I bought tickets for a fairly random assortment of movies, but I don't know how many of them I'll end up seeing. I mean, for starters, two fifths of the members of my freebie list—Robert Downey Jr. and Bruce Willis—are also appearing in movies at Sundance. See? We've got so much in common now. We're all in Sundance movies this month. I think it's fate...
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Oh come on, Utah's totally hip. We even have special clothing stores with "modest" apparell--this includes shorts and skirts to the knee and no tank tops or sleeveless shirts. AWESOME. We have weak beer, and caffeine free mountain dew and dr. pepper. Don't worry, I'll have some of the "hard stuff" on hand (non caffeine free Diet coke, that is).
I think I'm going to bore you. Let's take bets...
Hope (know) you guys will have a blast! Maybe you can come visit Traverse City, MI Aug. 1-6 for our Film Festival. It was a big hit last year. We had all the Sundance and Telluride projectionists and crew there. It was our inaugural festival but the reviews were amazing. Anyway. Strutt out with yer butt out. Party on but don't farty on (anyone).
Uh boy... time for bed.
Looking forward to all the sordid details of your visit -
Orange, don't forget to pinch Mike Doughty's butt for me when you see him. Or smooch him long and hard and say, "Mona sent this."
Have a blast. I am so freaking jealous as I am a huge indie fan and Park City is fan-fucking-tastic.
Hopefully you will provide an in depth report upon your return.
Do I need to send real beer to Lisa's house? God I am so jealous. I want to go to Sundance.
Though, generally, I think Robby Redford is an asshole. :)
I hope you come back a movie star!
Argh...I've been in lust with Bruce Willis since I was 6!!!
Since his Moonlighting days...So unfair....
Have a blast
-Noojes
I could write a post, but it's quite late and I'm in Lisa's basement office when I should be sleeping.
Brief update: The party last night was fun, the premiere today was awesome (and the two hours of waiting turned out to be indoors) and my name's in the credits (under the glamorous "Also Featuring" heading, and I couldn't be more pleased). Lisa and I hung out with the crossword crowd tonight and got drunk on smart fun and cold milk. (Seriously.) I haven't seen any celebrities (other than the people in Wordplay), but that's OK. The Wordplay brunch party on Sunday might be covered by CNN, so watch for that. If you read this too late and you've missed it, then it serves you right for not obsessively checking the comments for days on end while I'm out of town...
Hey Citrus!
Missing you and hoping you're having a blast.
pst...
You left your slippers here. Right next to my desk. :)
Dear OT,
I saw your "stalker" post from Lisa's basement. I hope you scared the shit out of her and then had a pillow fight.
What will you do without your slippers?
Robert Downey Jr. is quite a pretty man. I'd do him if I was a man-doin' kinda guy. I suspect he would be very creative in the sack. As for the rest, I guess if I was a man-doin' kinda guy I'd be interested in the ever old but ever young Steve Martin. How's about them apples?
mykl
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