Random

Last night I was minding my own business eating shrimp and grits at a lovely new restaurant in my neighborhood called Lowcountry (photo above, West 10th and Greenwich Ave-try it, it's about as good as a West Village gem can get) and in walks Josh Lucas which is fortuitous seeing as I wrote about him on this blog like a month ago. Now, being me I glanced at him as he walked by and thought something like, "Cute, but a little short. Too bad." and then moved back to my shrimp and grits, not really making the connection and anyway my eyesight is not what it used to be. But then he was seated at a table next to me and he started talking and let me tell ya my ears basically bitch-slapped my eyes and said, "Wake the hell up! That's Josh effing Lucas!" I mean we all know the voice is good, but in person it's melodious. Someone ought to be paying that man just to talk to them every day.