Sometimes you really do—randomly—run into celebrities in New York City. Debra and I were headed into the office this morning and walked past Woody Harrelson getting out of a Lincoln Town Car.
I remember thinking to myself, “Gee, I would have expected his assistant to be hotter.” She was no more than a “6″…
I think Deb’s comment was, “Gee, where’s Judie when you need her?”
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