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Post by Librarian on Oct 10, 2005 19:31:50 GMT -5
That's great AAV! I love your pic with Justin Long!
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Post by IMAQT on Oct 10, 2005 20:26:28 GMT -5
So, I hope he didn't end up coming out..............We have to wonder whether or not the drunk girl had anything to do with it. Although we think she was long gone by then. Nah, I doubt she was the reason. And I doubt he ended up coming out. He's been sick lately and the tour seems to be getting to him. He hasn't been doing many meet and greets after the shows lately. And some fans are NOT happy about that. He's probably realizing that he's not as young as he used to be.  So happy to hear you enjoyed the show!  |
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Post by texasgal on Oct 10, 2005 20:41:11 GMT -5
AAV, I'm so glad you and your sister got to go to the show and that you had such a good time.
Thank you also for the photo. That is wonderful!
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Post by hurltomato on Oct 11, 2005 7:25:57 GMT -5
AAV- I think it's great that you enjoyed the show- I enjoyed reading both your and Lib's account. I am confused though- Am I missing a picture in this thread? Helloooo... I just found it. Very nice photo of you...HT  |
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Post by AlsoAVirgo on Oct 11, 2005 21:00:15 GMT -5
Yeah, my sister just told me that he's getting over the flu.
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Post by hutchshottie on Oct 14, 2005 12:36:35 GMT -5
Ok
I know they keep denying it but an english paper as yet another picture of Jen and Vince together.
I wish they would get together. They are the cutest couple
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Post by Mrs.Sylfian on Oct 14, 2005 14:18:00 GMT -5
yeah they would make a cute couple....  and vince is so yummy.....  ;D ;D ;D |
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Post by AlsoAVirgo on Oct 17, 2005 8:08:45 GMT -5
I thought this was a really cute story! (Can you tell I'm in a little "Vince stage" right now?) ;D
Sunday, 16 October 2005
My Mother, the Celebrity Magnet
I arrived home from Disgusta, Georgia today (I'll write more about that later), unpacked my bags, unloaded my Target booty from the Citadel Mall (why do I even bother going in there when I know I'm going to come out with over a hundred bucks worth of sh*t I don't need?), did a little light cleaning, and then called my mother to let her know I arrived home safely. She wasn't home, so I left a message and got on about my day.
Three hours later, she called me with a story worthy of Defamer.
"Well, the cutest thing happened to me today," she said. "You will LOVE it."
Thinking this probably had something to do with someone I went to high school with and a rescued puppy or something, I am sure I sounded less than interested when I said, "Uh-huh?"
"Well, I was at Angioporto (the fresh Italian market in the town square) and I was looking over the zucchini and I overheard the Italian girl at the counter telling a woman, 'They're just down the street. He's showing her around town. If you stand outside the bank, they'll probably pass by.' So I thought it was another celebrity sighting, right?"
I knew what she meant. Celebrities are always showing up in Lake Forest, Illinois. They film a lot of movies in my hometown. It's because it's cute. Like all North Shore towns are cute. They resemble an American's idea of what European town centers are. It's like a Disney version of a town center. Hence the filming.
Mom continued. "So I left Angioporto and walked to the corner and right there, in front of Talbot's, was Vince Vaughn."
"No, really?" I said, sounding not that surprised. I mean, if she'd said "George Clooney" or "Wentworth Miller" or, I don't know, "Jude Law," my response would have been something more like, "NO sh*t?" But Vince Vaughn and I went to junior high and high school together and he played Daddy Warbucks to my Ms. Hannigan in the community children's theatre production of Annie, so him showing up on the streets of Lake Forest wasn't all that noteworthy.
But there was more to the story. "So, of course, I walk across the street with my arms held out to hug him and...I promptly trip over one of those goddamn bricks on the side of the stupid damn planters the city put out." Heh.
There are two things you should know about my mother. 1) She is an inveterate hugger. She hugs everyone. Even people she barely knows. And 2) She knows Vince from our high school days when she worked part-time down in our Telecom department. My father had been laid off from his job and was working at a hardware store and my mother had to work to make ends meet and she got a job working in the Telecom department; her job consisted mainly of organizing videotapes and coordinating viewings in our little "screening rooms" and making sure each room had their proper videos and organizing the sign-up sheets for the video editing equipment for the Telecom classes. I know. It was a cool-ass job for a cool-ass mom. It had benefits for both of us. I was able to get a "go home sick" note from her any damn time I wanted, as well as permission to remove the Cadillac Seville from the parking lot if I needed to leave school before she did. She was able to keep a casual eye on me, since I was constantly in Telecom doing video or sound editing or picking up gear for the school radio station gig I had, and it allowed her to chat and make friends with the varied Telecom students coming through her doors, making her way cooler than most moms and totally cool as far as I was concerned.
And that's pretty much where she wound up making buddy-buddy with Vince.
He and my friend Paul hung out a lot and they were both devoted to movies and technology and entertainment and they were constantly checking sh*t in and out of the Telecom department and so my mom got to know both of them very well. She doesn't really remember Vince as Daddy Warbucks (she still thinks that he was Rooster to this day, even though it was Alex Harris who was Rooster and Alex was also Bert to my Mary Poppins and Jiminy Cricket to my Blue Fairy, but I think all Mom remembers is me in various costumes, singing my heart out), but she remembers him from the days when he would show up down in Telecom, wearing a fedora and a piano key tie, and sweet-talking her into letting him sign out the Beta-cam without a teacher's approval. He'd probably admit to the fedora and piano key tie, by the way. Trust me on this.
I just wanted to clarify these two things, lest you think my mom's just some crazy-ass b***h wandering the streets of Lake Forest hugging every celebrity she comes across. She's a hugger, and she knows Vince.
But that's neither here nor there, is it? You want the story, don't you? Go on! You do! You want it? The whole story? Well, here it is. This entire scene is pretty much transcribed from my mother's telling of it.
Mom: Oh, Vince! I'm sorry. You probably don't remember me--
Vince: Of course I do, Mrs. Dailey! How the hell are ya?
Mom: Oh, I'm fine, fine. How are YOU?
Vince: Oh, I'm fine! Thanks! This is my friend, Jennifer.
Vince then indicated the woman next to him. The woman my mother didn't even acknowledge before because she only had eyes for Vince. The woman reached out her hand and my mother took it, and only THEN did she look into the woman's eyes and...realize that it was none other than JENNIFER ANISTON. My mother, god love her, handled herself beautifully.
Mom: Oh, hi! [this is the point where she realizes it's Jennifer Aniston] HiiiiiiiiHI! Oh. I. Hi. HI.
Jennifer: It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Dailey.
Mom: Well, it's nice to meet you too, JENNIFER. [the emphasis is mine, but you totally know she did that; because we ALL would have done that] [It should also be noted that my mother pays little or no attention to gossip magazines or gossip in general and her biggest exposure to celebrities is on any given award night, and that's pretty much so she can look at all the pretty dresses.] So...Vince...I...what're you up to?
Vince: Oh, well, I'm just showing Jen around town.
Mom: [to Jen] Isn't it just beautiful?
Jen: It is. It really is. It's lovely.
Mom: I know!
Vince: So, how is Erin?
Mom: Oh, she's wonderful! She's living down in Charleston now!
I have to tell you that when my mom told me this story, she totally made fun of herself at this point. "I mean, what does he care where you live? He was probably like, 'f**k**g Charleston? Who cares?' But I didn't care. Because I'm so proud of you and he always asks about you, so I told him." Hee. I love her.
Vince: Oh, really? What's she doing?
Mom: She's the webmaster for Skirt Magazine! Whatever that means! I have no idea. I just know she does stuff with computers and the Internet.
Vince: Oh, that's great. Is she happy?
Mom: Are you kidding? She's ecstatic! It's Charleston, for god's sake! It's gorgeous there!
Vince: And you get to visit her, I bet. Heh.
Mom: Hee. What, she signed the contract and I'd bought my ticket fifteen minutes later!
It was at this point that my mother suddenly realized that other people were hovering. My mother has no sense of celebrity or the world at large, but she has a very good sense of people, and she quickly honed in on a couple of women approaching from behind Vince and Jen. "Yeah, that's what happens," I said when she told me this. "I guess so," she said. "I've just never experienced it. I mean, when George Clooney was in town filming Ocean's Twelve, there were MOBS of people around him." "Yeah, well, they were filming a movie, so everyone knew they were in town. Vince was just showing Jen around. The paparazzi were not alerted." "Hmph. Guess not."
Vince: So, is Erin married?
Mom: Ha! No. No, she's not. Why, you lookin' for a date?
Me: MOM, YOU DID NOT SAY THAT.
Mom: Of course not. Heh. Gotchya.
Jen: God, please let the crazy Telecom lady go away before more crazy Telecom ladies show up. Oh, no. too late.
Because it was at that moment that a couple of wayward Lake Forest ladies showed up to introduce themselves to Vince and Jen. One of them actually brought up the fact that she was the head of the city council or some such sh*t. Mom was just kind of like, "Meh-uh?" The city council woman said, "Would it be alright if we had our picture taken with you?" Mom told me she looked at the woman like she had doody on her head.
Vince: Oh, well, no, I'm sorry. It wouldn't be alright. See, it's just that, if I let you take our picture, then I have to let everyone take our picture, and I'm really just showing my friend around, and we're just sort of hanging out, you know?
My mother told me she was greatly impressed by this response. "I mean, he could have been a di*k or rude or whatever, but no. He was polite and pleasant." "Well," I said, "what did you expect? He was raised in LAKE FOREST. We're polite, even when we're telling someone to f**k the hell off." "True," Mom said. "True."
Mom and Vince continued to chat for a second and Mom said that she heard Jennifer say to the ladies, "If you have a pencil or something, I could write something for you." And that? Was classy. Jennifer's in her friend's hometown, some crazy Telecom woman comes running up and turns out to be a lovely person without a hidden agenda, then some other rude bitches come up and want a photo, and instead of being a raging celebrity cooz, Aniston offers up an autograph as a consolation prize. How f**k**g cool is that?
So Mom ended her conversation with Vince with a big ol' hug and Vince and Jen headed toward Southgate for a (hopefully) private lunch in the back somewhere and Mom went off to hang out with her gay friends at their Halloween-decked condo where, I'm sure, their general response was, "YOU MET JENNIFER ANISTON? HOW'D SHE LOOK? WHAT WAS SHE WEARING? WERE THEY HOLDING HANDS? DID YOU TOUCH THEM?"
For the record, Vince and Jen were neither holding hands, nor were they making out in broad daylight. As far as Mom could ascertain, they were just walking along, looking at the town, and generally enjoying themselves.
I hope the rest of the township allowed them to continue to do so.
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Post by Remi on Oct 17, 2005 8:23:04 GMT -5
Great story!!  Thanks AAV! Gotta love "Mom". |
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Post by Librarian on Oct 17, 2005 9:56:52 GMT -5
Thanks AAV! I feel like we have the inside scoop now. |
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Post by Librarian on Oct 17, 2005 17:09:44 GMT -5
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Post by IMAQT on Oct 17, 2005 18:11:18 GMT -5
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Post by hurltomato on Oct 17, 2005 19:44:31 GMT -5
Scroll down and you'll see them doing some, what is that...drinking their morning coffee......? Sucking rattlesnake venom? |
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Post by Remi on Oct 18, 2005 6:02:14 GMT -5
 Oh my!
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Post by Mrs.Sylfian on Oct 18, 2005 8:17:52 GMT -5
i think they should stop hiding it.....    they look more than friends....i mean come on! |
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