My almost celebrity encounter

I've been keeping my eyes peeled for celebrities this summer. There's a movie being filmed in St. Louis called Bill (I just figured out how to italicize text on this Mac). On imdb.com, reports say that filming is taking place at the Galleria and some fancy country club in West County.

I daydream about running into Timothy Olyphant at the little bakery down the street. Or Aaron Eckhart jogging past me and Kaya in the park. Far-fetched, I know.

Yesterday, some grubby looking dude came into my pharmacy wanting a lot of five dollar bills. We gave them to him.

He came in an hour later for more fives. This time, we asked what he was doing with this money.

Him: "We're filming a movie down the street and it's a game that the crew has: Five Dollar Fridays."

Me: "You're working on Bill?

Him: "Yeah."

Me: "Is Jessica Alba there?"


Him: "No, she's gone already."

Me: "What about Elizabeth Banks?"


Him: "Yeah, she's there. She's cool."

Me: "Uh...Yeah!"

I thought knowing who Elizabeth Banks is would somehow get me on the set. Instead, the guy in the red t-shirt said, "Okay, thanks." Then he left. But knowing that celebrities could be nearby the pharmacy will help me get through my workdays.


Tomorrow, I'm going to PrideFest. If I'm lucky, I'll catch a glimpse of Morgan Fairchild, who is leading the parade. As far as Parents of Friends go, she's no Teri Garr (or even Christina Pickles). But she'll do.

And now, pictures of my niece sporting the George Washington:


And baby Wyatt driving his little car: