Showing posts with label The Poll. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Poll. Show all posts

Thursday, November 13, 2008

I Must Apologize...

Apparently, I've been brainwashed by Us Weekly.

One of my former editors at the L.A. City Beat, Ron Garmon, informed me that he would rather have Thanksgiving dinner with a leper than anyone on my poll.

Some people don't want to have dinner with uber-celebs -- I get it, I knew it before, and I'm sorry I didn't think of that before I posted the poll.

So, in response to people (who are actually like me in not wanting to spy on celebs all the time), I will post a new poll about the poll I just posted.

I know ... I really need to get back to work.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Are You All Really That Nice?

Almost everyone who has voted in the poll says that when they're approached by a complete stranger (who is also a yahoo, remember) they would let them yammer on until they get the hint that you're not interested.

Come on folks! Get with it!

I'd like to commend the person who pretends like s/he doesn't understand English. If nothing else, it makes for a great story later. Especially if you look that yahoo straight in the eye and say, with no accent whatsoever, "I don't speak English." Try it!

I have to admit that I posted that poll after being accosted by a maniacal pick-up artist at the Met. I was trying to recover from seeing one of Gustave Courbet's more shocking paintings (which you can see Here; I won't post the pic itself) when this guy practically knocked me down and demanded me to go to his studio apartment in the Bronx.

Actually he was a soft-spoken Japanese guy shorter than I am, but it was too much to take.

I chose the turn and run while he's not looking approach.

It was actually warm in New York City today, thank God. More please.