how could i leave this behind?

Saturday, mar. 24, 2001   |   0 comments

I met Jamie Lee Curtis once, at least I made her a hot cocoa, which is like way, way more intimate than just “meeting” someone — we might as well have frenched. I was working at Starbucks and the hot chocolate was actually for her daughter (her adopted daughter — remember Jamie’s extra Y chromosome? He he!) — not the most exciting brush with stardom, except that the two ladies were accompanied by the fabulous Christopher Guest, JLC’s husband and the man behind up-to-eleven Nigel of Spinal Tap, which is still so funny, and Best in Show, which maybe wasn’t nearly as funny but certainly shone with big-bottom brilliance in some spots. Like that couple with braces and the dog in therapy who describe in freakish detail their meeting at Starbucks? Laughs and laughs!

I may be reading into this a bit, but I can’t help thinking that the moments Chris and I spent together that day in Starbucks — him shuffling along a step behind and to the left of Jamie, silent and avoiding all eye contact, me beaming and sweating and calling out, “child’s size cocoa!” in an extra-loud (they were the only people in there) and unplanned Rennaisance Pleasure Faire voice before handing off the cup with a precious, two-handed flourish — were when the seeds of that scene were first sewn.