Celebrity... no... professional athlete Sighting!

Hey so this is my first impromtu, spontaneous post. Pretty excited. I’m on Virgin flying to Vegas (Go to 1:40!) to help my grandma move and vistit my buddy who busted in the WSOP on the last hand of the day while sitting next to Shannon Elizabeth. I was sitting in the terminal and two asian women walked up to me and held out their boarding passes. They didn’t speak English and they were way early for their flight so the terminal hadn’t been posted. I escorted them to the boarding counter as their intermediary and then communicated by pointing to the floor that this was where they would leave from, a pragmatic linguistic adjustment. I figured that deed makes up for the time I accidentally told a lady who didn’t speak English to get onto the wrong BART train. How could there not be any maps? I felt bad. Anyway, after returning to my seat in the terminal, I noticed a gentleman with extraordinary length carrying a Gucci duffel. I saw him from behind and he had a familiar strut, deliberate with his toes pointed outward kinda like Amare Stoudemire. Ginger ale, that sounds good. He was in first class oooooooh. I had a feeling it might be Anthony Randolph but he was wearing a hat so I couldn’t get a good look at the back of his head. I figured he wouldn’t be by himself so it was probably nobody. When I boarded the plane I saw him folded into a seat. His face and LSU warm up pants indicated that it was indeed Anthony Randolph. He had earphones on and his head was down texting so I didn’t want to pull a Larry David and wave my hand in front of his face to get his attention. Maybe I can get him on the way. He probably won’t say anything of value if I talk to him. I know exactly what he would say. It would be a standard celebrity encounter where he offers a half-hearted hey how are you great thanks bye. What’s so interesting about that? Maybe he would appreciate being noticed in which case, he needs my attention so I’m the one doing the favor. I’ll try to catch him later. After sitting down, I texted a bunch of my friends who would find the Anthony Randolph sighting mildly interesting and encourage me to chat him up. The plane was getting ready for take-off and my dad was nagging me to turn off my phone when he came up with a great idea, just write about it on your bliggety blog. I texted the people who mostly likely at this time happen constitute all of my readership. Did I mention I’m excited to be on Virgin. One time the Virgin flight attendant organized a prize shoot out in the terminal with a mini basketball hoop in honor of march madness. They have TV screens so I played Doom for a bit, watched some TV. Apparently Chad Ochocinco (I love that they he’s actually called that now) wants to use Twitter during games. Charlie Villanueva got in trouble for tweeting during halftime I heard. The Ochocinco wants to twit from the sideline. Ooooohhhh. I hate twitter. One of my friends does too so that’s cool. Hmmm… I can send a text to Anthony Randolph’s seat via my TV screen media device! That’s kinda ummm weird. [Click that link!] Wow, I just remembered that I Virgin has Wifi so I can post this in real time and my subsequent post will detail my encounter with Anthony Randolph.

Wow, that’s weak, the Wifi costs money, $10 for the duration of the flight. You can’t exactly get your money’s worth with lewd and explicit content due to the conspicuousness of shared space. Although I’m sure there are others out there like the one who played pocket pool while used the hostel lobby computer. There was a room full of this breed at the Las Vagas public library computer lab. The screen tinting was not sufficient. Well, in-flight wifi was a tease and grandma don’t got internet so I’ll post hoc this one. I just caught the back-story of the Freddy Adu’s lost years. I was just wondering about him the other day. Tony Gonzalez is heading to the ATL, Dirty Dirty, Hotlanta. This was supposed to be my first spontaneous post but it is now delayed.

(This happened on Tuesday July 10, 2009. This was posted on Friday from the airport.)