I get to work and had a super-confusing Instant Message conversation with my friend Lauren. She read my Wednesday diary, with the girl/motorcycle photo, and I thought she said that she knew the girl that was in that photo. Turns out, she didn’t say that. My computer was screwing with me so it’s possible I missed a message and that caused the miscommunication. Who knows, who cares? It turns out that her friend is a model and Lauren wanted me to see one of her modeling shots:
(and now, my friend too)
Holy crap! Due to that photo, I’d like to put my hat in the ring for website of the year…If there is such a thing. Thanks Lauren.
Are you a hot model with photos that you’d like to see on bobborden.com? If so, send your name, number and photos to Bob at bobborden@bobborden.com -- Don’t worry about sending nude photos, I can blur out the naughty bits. (Is it just me, or has this site’s ‘creepy level’ increased this week?)
I have to go on a diet, nothing rash but if I had to give my diet a title, I’d call it: Bob’s Death-Prevention Diet. I think the Lord sent me a sign yesterday, not in a ‘pains to the chest’ kind of way but a little more subtle. It’s time, it’s time.
I had a celebrity sighting last night. I was walking down 8th Avenue, he was walking up.
(file photo)
He directed some of my favorite films, such as: Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai and Mystery Train. I was tempted to ask for a photo but he was talking to someone and I didn’t want to be one of ‘those guys.’ Maybe he’ll do a search on his name someday and read my website.
That gives me a great idea for a new feature to bobborden.com, I call it; Future Message to Jim Jarmusch…Here we go: “Jim, I enjoy your films. I saw you on the street today and had the sense to be super cool and not bother you for a photo…I hope you appreciate it. Can I have a part in your next project? Thanks Jim…All my best.” That was, Future Message to Jim Jarmusch – tell your friends!
That’s it! Be real.
Best,
Bob
