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i smashed my golf clubs into robin quivers (by accident...wearing shoulder straps) on an elevator at mandalay bay. she couldn't have been nicer. laughed, asked how golf game was. joked a little bit. bumped into steve buscemi at 4 seasons in LA (visiting someone...not staying there...too much $$$) he was really cool. sat apres ski at a table next to emilio estevez and his crew of d-bags at the base of park city...what a friggin tool that guy was. he WANTED people to notice him...we all purposely averted eyes. finally, best one ever was mid mountain at aspen my sister notices that photographer herb ritts is at a table near ours. she being a photographer jumps up and asks him to snap a pic of us w/disposable camera. one of his companions says "you have no idea what that picture will be worth".
some 10 years later, little sis moves to LA, starts "assisting on photo shoots" and eventually takes job for herb ritts. she produces picture to which he signs and it is now framed. i think he died a few years ago. sorry for rambling but kinda cool celebrity story.
joe 68 L
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