All I can say about that is I don't remember much after half-time. In fact, I don't even remember taking this picture. I do vaguely remember talking to Alfonso about Silver Spoons and being jealous that he knew Ricky Schroder (I'm sure he was really impressed with that), but then I *thought* I left him alone from that point on. I was wrong. As I blacked out the second half of the game (and the four-hour drive home wherein I was throwing up the entire way), I didn't remember going back for the picture until I started dreaming about it a few days later and had to call my friends and asked if it happened. I never even knew this picture existed until my friend presented it to me. Nice. Oh, as an added bonus? The one thing I do remember is shaking hands with Jerry Buss (the owner of the Lakers) and then falling down an entire flight of concrete stairs. Luckily in my drunken state I didn't feel a thing (well, until the next day, that is). Aren't I just full of hilarious stories? :)
Friday, February 20, 2009
Pinky's Fandance, Saturday Edition
I'm fairly certain I've posted this picture before (in some 80's Trifecta post, or something having to do with my TLF Ricky Schroder's TV show Silver Spoons), but I don't think we discussed how it came to be. I met Alfonso Ribiero at a Lakers game at The Forum back in the early 90's (yes, I know you love the Madonna hair and scary eyebrows). We had VIP seating because one of the alumni cheerleaders from my high school was a Laker Girl (in fact, I believe she still choreographs the squad to this day) and she'd get us special seats. On this particular day I didn't have much to eat, which was a big mistake, because I then proceeded to drink not one, not two, but FOUR glasses of wine during the game (all the while not being much of a drinker). All I can say about that is I don't remember much after half-time. In fact, I don't even remember taking this picture. I do vaguely remember talking to Alfonso about Silver Spoons and being jealous that he knew Ricky Schroder (I'm sure he was really impressed with that), but then I *thought* I left him alone from that point on. I was wrong. As I blacked out the second half of the game (and the four-hour drive home wherein I was throwing up the entire way), I didn't remember going back for the picture until I started dreaming about it a few days later and had to call my friends and asked if it happened. I never even knew this picture existed until my friend presented it to me. Nice. Oh, as an added bonus? The one thing I do remember is shaking hands with Jerry Buss (the owner of the Lakers) and then falling down an entire flight of concrete stairs. Luckily in my drunken state I didn't feel a thing (well, until the next day, that is). Aren't I just full of hilarious stories? :)
All I can say about that is I don't remember much after half-time. In fact, I don't even remember taking this picture. I do vaguely remember talking to Alfonso about Silver Spoons and being jealous that he knew Ricky Schroder (I'm sure he was really impressed with that), but then I *thought* I left him alone from that point on. I was wrong. As I blacked out the second half of the game (and the four-hour drive home wherein I was throwing up the entire way), I didn't remember going back for the picture until I started dreaming about it a few days later and had to call my friends and asked if it happened. I never even knew this picture existed until my friend presented it to me. Nice. Oh, as an added bonus? The one thing I do remember is shaking hands with Jerry Buss (the owner of the Lakers) and then falling down an entire flight of concrete stairs. Luckily in my drunken state I didn't feel a thing (well, until the next day, that is). Aren't I just full of hilarious stories? :)
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