Why we fight
Tipped off by Gawker -- a reliable source of gossip -- in the sense that "reliable" means that it comes out every weekday and has something interesting, not in the sense that it can be relied upon to always be true -- tipped me to this NY Daily News story about James Gandolfini getting smashed at a Manhattan nightclub. It mentions a girlfriend, so I googled her and found this astonishing photo.
I ask you. Where else but in Hollywood can a fat ugly bastard like that get some smashing babe one-third his weight, with a smile wider than the Golden Gate? Well, okay, I guess a Russian mobster could also do as well. And maybe a Columbian drug lord.
Gee, I wonder why those characterizations come to mind.
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