Sunday, March 04, 2007
Dude! That's Dustin Hoffman!!!!!!!!!``
Thats the thought that flashed across my brain this afternoon when I FRIGGIN SAW DUSTIN HOFFMAN, the Little Big Man himself at the L.A. Museum of Contemporary art (small A). Before you ask, YES, it was THE Marathon Man, Straw Dog, Midnight Cowboy, Graduate and Tootsie in the flesh! I'm certain that the sight of my jaw dropping shock caught his attention and he, I swear to you on the eyes of my Chihuahua, smiled right at me! I almost died on the spot, cuz I'm a huge fan of his! But, he was admiring Magritte and apparently a big fan cuz he was taking the audio tour. So, what could I do? I wasn't going to bug the guy. Would you stop Jesus in the middle of the street and ask for an autograph??? Hell no! So why bug one of the greatest living actors of our time? He deserves to enjoy art and not have some mug bogart his time. Besides, I doubt i would have been able to get out anything more than, some weird grunts; I was star struck, baby, by one of the biggest stars out there. So, Dustin just smiles and looks at me like I was insane, then goes back to admiring surrealism's godfather. I totally love Hollywood!