I saw Justin Bieber at Burger King in 2011. He got into a fist fight with the cashier cuz they refused to make a mac n cheese sundae lettuce smoothie with salted chocolate chipz. He threated 2 sue them 4 wasting his afternoon n they threatened 2 ban him from every Burger King in da world. "DON'T U KNOW WHO I AM?" He screamed b4 turning into a werewolf n breaking da windows out of spite. Barack Obama showed up n gave him n Burger King $5 million each 2 make sure the fact that this happened nvr got out. I was also offered $5 million dollars cuz I was the only other person in the building. But I turned it down cuz I'm so humble n trustworthy.

The year was 2008, Obama was on the verge of being elected in his campaign against McCain, I was 17 and annoyed I didn’t get to vote. My Nanny loved having her news shows on all day every day. I think seeing what was going on may have been a coping/grounding mechanism to reality when she didn’t trust her own mind, due to the dementia storming her mental castle. She always liked having news on though, so who knows, maybe a bit of both, either way I do think it kept her grounded in reality.

That was the year Russell Brand infamously hosted the MTV VMA’s, roasting Bush and encouraging our nation to vote Obama. She found that smarmy British loon funny as hell, and me, a child of the internet and already familiar with his antics, enjoyed how much she enjoyed him in that moment. Nanny particularly enjoyed this brutal joke against future former President Bush: “‘We thought it was nice of you to let him have a go, because in England he wouldn’t be trusted with a pair of scissors.”

Damn straight; that was my Nan. Alzheimer’s may have been her downfall but she never ceased to be a badass.

That happened in early September, and she periodically would re-watch his roast thanks to DVR. That’s the funny thing with dementia, people tend to write off their short term memory and never trust them to know what they are talking about. My Nan, a bit over a year away from breast cancer accelerating Alzheimer’s and the inevitable catching up; she always kept her chin up, even when stressed. That’s what mom’s do, isn’t it? Hide the stress from their kids. They can’t hide it of course, it’s always obvious, and it often can lead to contempt or the kid blaming themselves for everything. If we are perfect everything should be okay- right? Right. That sure happened as three generations of stubborn women attempted to live under the same roof in peace. Tale as old as time.

Anywho, fast forward to October, over a month from the infamous Russell Brand VMA appearance. I had just been on a cruise with my mom and my Nanny. Three generations of women just cruisin’ and rocking invisible mental illness, some aware of that- others left in the dark.

You always see your family, even when they don’t think you do.

It was the end of the trip and we had just flown from Florida to San Francisco. I was tired, mom was tired, Nanny was tired. Everyone was ready to be home, but we had to shuttle to a hotel where the car was parked, late at night under the cover of dark. We exited the airport as a giant black SUV opened its doors, and an entourage and a very familiar face unloaded like some kind of clown car. I leaned into my mom and whispered: “Mom!!! That’s Russell Brand!” My mother, bless her soul, still not sure if this was intentional or stress as she is trying to figure out where our shuttle is picking us up, snapped loudly: “RUSSELL WHO?” I was immediately mortified, but that guy just swung around to face us, arms extended in welcome and proclaimed: “ARE YOU LADIES FLIRTING WITH ME?!” My mom connected dots and as he walked over she said: “Oh! You’re the guy that made all those Bush jokes! Nanny loved those!” Or something along those lines. “Nanny? Nanny!!! I love Nanny!” Then swooped in and gave her a big hug. He was gentle and charming, sharing a moment with the three of us as we fumbled our way to taking a picture at his suggestion. I dug out my camera, I don’t recall what words were going on between the adults as I focused anxiously on digging to the bottom of my bag. We got our picture, he gave more hugs, and that was that. What a fun little story. For the next year, whenever my Nan saw Russell Brand on the TV she would get excited and say: “Look Andrea! Your friend is on TV!”

Sweet shit, isn’t it? Now to this day I have a fond spot for that dude, even if he puts people off. He showed us kindness and gave my Nanny a memory that lasted the rest of her life, even if she only had a bit over a year left with us. A new memory was made, even if it got turned around a bit. She recognized that man as a charming friend of the family, and I’ll carry that for her in my heart, cause that’s all you can do with a fond memory. Can’t go back, just carry it with you and move forward.

Happy Thanksgiving to those that celebrate. I’m about to put together a Bolognese lasagna for my Turkey Day, happily situated in a family that declines holiday expectations but still loves spending the time together when anyone speaks up and asks them around.

Stay safe and warm out there, and if you’re with family you love and feel safe with, hold them tight.

Ok. So. I’m at MEFCC, and I just met David Harbour, Andy Serkis, Matt Smith, and Brent Black.

David was pretty quiet, just saying a Hi and a bye when I went for my autograph.

Andy I ended up startling. I entered the booth for the photo and his back was facing me. I said “Hello.” And he jumped. He goes “Oh my! You surprised me!” I laughed and replied “I walk very quietly, don’t I?” And we took the photos.

I entered the booth for my photo with Matt, and he sees me, says “Hi! You have fabulous hair!” I laugh at how unexpected that statement is, and go “Thanks! That what everyone says.” And replies “That’s because it’s true!” And then we take the photo. After the photo he says “Bye! And you’re dressed marvelously!” Again I laugh, grin, and say “Thanks! Bye!”

Me and Brent were walking towards each other and I smiled at him and he goes “You’re floating as you walk. I like that!” And I go “It’s the boots.” Because that’s how I walk in those boots. And we walk away, going in our own separate directions.

I’m going to keep a running list of celebrities that I’ve met/have come to my store as a barista in NYC bc I’m going to start forgetting at this rate:

Morena Baccarin, Matthew gray gubler, James corden, Jason Alexander, Martin Herlihy (some guy from snl), Barry kheogan, Tyra banks (THAT WAS A WILD ONE), Maggie Rogers, Bon Jovi

The only one I stopped and said anything to was Matthew gray gubler bc I blame that man for my transgenderism and I had to tell him so. He was so ridiculously nice I have no words. I did however have a visceral reaction to James corden that was not a positive one. To his face I said 😨🤢

“Namashi Chakraborty Shares Hilarious Encounter with Salman Khan on Set: No Feet-Touching Allowed!”

In a recent interview, Namashi Chakraborty, son of veteran actor Mithun Chakraborty, shared a funny anecdote about his experience with Salman Khan on the sets of a film. The incident involved a lesson learned the hard way about respecting personal space, especially when it comes to Bollywood’s beloved Salman Khan.

Namashi recalled the incident vividly, mentioning that he had just wrapped up shooting for a film when he decided to pay a visit to Salman Khan, who was filming for “Radhe” at the time. Full of respect and admiration, Namashi approached Salman and instinctively bent down to touch his feet, a common gesture of reverence in Indian culture.

However, instead of the expected blessing, Namashi received an unexpected response from Salman. With his trademark humor and straightforwardness, Salman promptly told Namashi, “F**k off,” followed by a warm hug. Salman then warned Namashi against such gestures, particularly in the presence of actress Disha Patani, threatening to throw him off the set if it happened again. Lesson learned: never touch Salman Khan’s feet, especially in front of others!

Namashi went on to discuss the invaluable support and guidance they’ve received from family friends like Amitabh Bachchan, Govinda, Suniel Shetty, Shah Rukh Khan, and Jackie Shroff. Despite facing challenges, both Namashi and his brother Mimoh have persevered in the industry, with Namashi taking setbacks in stride and currently working on a project produced by Mahesh Bhatt.

The story not only showcases Salman Khan’s playful yet stern demeanor but also highlights the camaraderie and mentorship that exist within the Bollywood fraternity. It’s a reminder that even in the glitz and glamour of showbiz, humility and respect go a long way.

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the eel of despair

happy birthday deep space nine. "it is not linear" is like one of the most fucked up things you could do to an audience in a pilot episode

worst besties best worsties

Back around 2015 I saw a fight break out in a hotel lobby. I was just minding my own business eating waffles with salad dressing n A1 as 1 does at a hotel round 5 AM on a Sunday. Suddenly I heard screaming. There was a guy dressed like a cowboy threatening the bellhop with an inflatable giant mallet. A dancer in a beret n tutu asked wut was going on. Apparently the bellhop was a dedicated sports equipment thief who snuck into occupied rooms in the middle of the night 2 search 4 things 2 steal. This woke up the cowboy who chased him downstairs with the inflatable mallet, trying 2 get him 2 return a baseball bat. If the dancer hadn't shown up on time 2 save the day, the pigs would've been called n the whole hotel would b under lockdown n everyone kicked out without refund. Instead we all got $500 and photos with the dancer who was actually Amy Lee undercover.

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Try not to think about it too hard buddy.

One of my takeaways from regularly seeing famous people in person is that they're even skinnier than you think, men and women alike. Our expectations for the bodies we see on screen are really fucked up.

SURPRISE!! You’ve been blessed with the ability to summon ONE (1) fictional character into existence for ONE (1) week! Who is it and why?

a very special very short man Exclusively From My Brain, bc he's everything to me and i think we would get along <3

Hollywood Encounters: The Johnny Depp and Amber Heard Story

Chapter 1: A Chance Encounter In the warm and vibrant atmosphere of Los Angeles, where the stars shone both in the sky and on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, a chance encounter between two extraordinary individuals set the stage for a love story that would captivate the world. Setting the Stage Los Angeles, known as the entertainment capital of the world, was a city where dreams were nurtured, and…

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