What's Happening!! - 11/2/08
Lindsay Davis - New York Times
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This Week's Gossip
Last Sunday night I awoke with a start at 2:00 in the morning in a dream where Thomas Quinn had ME pinned to a wall in his home, instead of Angela Black. Angela was there all right, urging Thomas on. What a wild dream!. I lay there panting, sorry that I woke up before I came.
I was already waiting down front when Furio drove up in front of the Plaza Hotel. Diego had hot tea for me in the back seat as we went to the airport and caught a flight to Pittsburgh. Breakfast in the first class section was scrumptious, and the flight was uneventful. We were greeted at the airport by one of Peter Genovese's employees and rushed to Heinz Field and the Genovese suite.
Pittsburgh led for most of the game, but the Giants defense kept hammering Ben Roethlisberger and we won in the closing minutes, 21 to 14. Peter wasn't pleased so we took a late flight home rather than spend the night in the unhappy Genovese mansion.
Since I was home, I spent Monday night at the movie set where Thomas Quinn will now be the producer for "The French Lady and the Hood" replacing Vicki Jenkins. It was fun watching him deal with that humorous director, Allen Short. It appears that Yvette is getting her contract wording corrected with Richard Sawyer so she won't be pressed into nude scenes. I'm still not sure if Jason will also be in the movie.
Tuesday night I had dinner with Rachel in a quiet secluded booth in the Del Posto restaurant. She wore a delightful little black dress and I couldn't resist asking her if she was wearing little black panties to match. She blushed saying, "Of course" which I jokingly answered with "Prove it." assuming she would refuse as usual.
She was in a joking mood too, and simply got up, went in the ladies room, and returned with her little black French bikini style panties in her hand. I was wearing an attractive red dress so as she handed me her hers, she asked me what I was wearing. I'm always a "player" so I waltzed in there and removed the expensive white silks I was wearing, came back and handed her mine.
We joked a little and then went back in there and returned wearing each others panties. In essence, I got in her pants. I've hit on her for years and the answer, of course is always no, but it certainly was a cute situation between two close friends. I'm keeping hers, and she's keeping mine! If that’s as close as she'll let me get, so be it.
Wednesday was another surprise. I was window shopping in Greenwich Village when who should walk up but my mystery man, Joe Black. He asked if I minded company and I said sure. The shocker was the way he took my hand, entwining his fingers in mine, and there we were walking along in public like a loving couple.
He escorted me into a Starbucks and ordered us two Caramel Macciato Lattes. We went out front and sat at an outdoor table, again like a couple where his hand was soon over mine. After a little finger palm play I said, "Your place or mine?" knowing there was no way he would let me know where he resides.
Of course we wound up at my place where I slipped one of my business cards in his pocket whispering in his ear, "If you really want to get serious, quit sneaking up on me like that. Call me and ask me out on a real date." He surprised me again, by calling Saturday night, then brought pizza and wine that we shared while watching Pirates in the Caribbean.
Entertainment
This Tuesday night, November 4th at 10:00 pm ET, the Off-Broadway Creative Arts Theatre will be dark as Rachel continues to run her plays sporadically. She plans to open up the plays again on November 11th.
