in college, elie wiesel and i were alone on the same elevator. he was very un-elie wiesel, you know pained about man's inhumanity to man and stuff. he had gigantic dark glasses and a huge scarf and was just looking up at the numbers. very rock star. who knows, maybe i made him uncomfortable by staring intently at him.
a friend of mine, street musician at harvard square in boston introduced briefly me to a black girl with dreadlocks, also musician. some time later i saw her on tv singing "we have fast car" and my friend was telling me, "you remember tracy don't you?".
i went to high school with three of the early menudos. im not kidding. the melendez brothers. the youngest one made a lot of money, bought his parents cars and stuff. the eldest, the one in my class, was with the group only when they were doing the county fair circuit.
i went to a caetano veloso concert and met a crazy cuban woman who knew the producer. we sneaked into a post show party and met him. nicest dude.
my favorite story though didnt happen to me but to a friend of my brother. he was having dinner at a fancy restaurant and a woman caught his attention. he went to her and said "no offense but you look like billie jean king" to which she replied indignant "i am billy jean king!".
a friend of mine, street musician at harvard square in boston introduced briefly me to a black girl with dreadlocks, also musician. some time later i saw her on tv singing "we have fast car" and my friend was telling me, "you remember tracy don't you?".
i went to high school with three of the early menudos. im not kidding. the melendez brothers. the youngest one made a lot of money, bought his parents cars and stuff. the eldest, the one in my class, was with the group only when they were doing the county fair circuit.
i went to a caetano veloso concert and met a crazy cuban woman who knew the producer. we sneaked into a post show party and met him. nicest dude.
my favorite story though didnt happen to me but to a friend of my brother. he was having dinner at a fancy restaurant and a woman caught his attention. he went to her and said "no offense but you look like billie jean king" to which she replied indignant "i am billy jean king!".
