Skip to main content
~

Waiter, there's a fly in my Frappucino

While waiting for Brandie at the Starbucks branch on New Montgomery Street, I noticed that the guy three seats away from me was getting a lot of attention. I was busy writing/ranting in my journal and ever now and again, someone would approach the man and talk to him. Since that branch of Starbucks was near the Academy of Art, I though he was some professor and his students were bugging him for an extension of some deadline. Then some Japanese kids approached the curly-haired, bespectacled gentleman and had their picture taken with him. I thought, "Gee, he must be a popular teacher."

As I continued to write my journal entry, he pulled out his cellphone and made a call. With his deep, professor-like voice, he said, "Hi, this is Jeff Goldblum." And he proceed to ask directions on how to find a particular antique shop.

I stopped writing and thought to myself, "Why does that name sound so familiar? Isn't he some Hollywood producer? Maybe that's why he's getting so much attention."

He finally stood up to leave and I finally took a look at him. "OH MY GOD! IT'S JEFF GOLDBLUM!!!" (Of course, I didn't say that out-loud but did fall off my seat.)

AAAAARRRRGGHH!!! JEFF GOLDBLUM!!!

THE FLY!

Dr. IAN MALCOM!

How stupid of me!

And that was my brush with greatness for the day.

Will hang-out there again and hope Sharon Stone will come in and order some Caffe Latte.

AAAAARRRRGGHH!!! JEFF GOLDBLUM!!!




Popular posts from this blog

Budjette Tan 2023 update

Hi all! If you have somehow stumbled upon this old blog looking for something TRESE related, then you've come to right place.   Well... kind of.   Hi! I'm Budjette Tan, the writer of the comic book TRESE, which I co-created with Kajo Baldisimo.  You can get updates about the book over at https://www.facebook.com/TreseComics   I sometimes talk about the other things I'm writing about at https://www.facebook.com/BudjetteTanStories   And I'm also on Instagram, where I post about what I'm reading, eating, and of course about Trese https://www.instagram.com/budjette/   Over at Twitter, I'm just RT-ing and posting about comics, movies, and whatever else pops up on my feed https://twitter.com/budjette  I'm also on TikTok, but I don't know what to do with that account, so there's nothing to see there. And here's a picture of me about to enter a balate tree... it's not the Great Balete Tree and it did not transport me to another realm. But it wa
Post a Comment
Read more
PANDAY RIDING THAT HEROIC CYCLE Below is an email ELSA BIBAT posted in the Alamat mailing list , prompted by a thread about making/writing/creating a new Panday story. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Okay, okay, I'm back...and I was hoping to have a break from writing stuff. Anyway, it is incredible that someone actually remembered the post. It's been lost to time for exactly a two years now. Thank you for notifying me. Let's begin with the original videotapes. My original videotapes are lost to time, but, I caught all three of the trilogy in ABS-CBN's FPJ Theater... or was that Saturday Action Cinema? GMA 7 went the entire nine yards and showed the entire series in one of their old Tagalog action film shows that were on Saturday nights. The sight alone of the aliens of Panday IV raising the undead and turning innocent villagers to badly made-up extras makes my belly ache. As an aside, FPJ should exercise the rights a
Read more

I AM A FILIPINO

I am a Filipino – inheritor of a glorious past, hostage to the uncertain future. As such, I must prove equal to a two-fold task – the task of meeting my responsibility to the past, and the task of performing my obligation to the future. I am sprung from a hardy race – child many generations removed of ancient Malayan pioneers. Across the centuries, the memory comes rushing back to me: of brown-skinned men putting out to sea in ships that were as frail as their hearts were stout. Over the sea I see them come, borne upon the billowing wave and the whistling wind, carried upon the mighty swell of hope – hope in the free abundance of the new land that was to be their home and their children’s forever. This is the land they sought and found. Every inch of shore that their eyes first set upon, every hill and mountain that beckoned to them with a green and purple invitation, every mile of rolling plain that their view encompassed, every river and lake that promised a plentiful living
1 comment
Read more