Okay, so i'm running around Manhattan with FIRE MARSHALL ED, picking up more pint glasses for tonite's GUINNESS IRISH LIFT (which you all better be there for). We're sitting in traffic on 3rd Avenue, near NYU. I am glazed over, half asleep when all of a sudden, FIRE MARSHALL ED yells out "HOLY SHIT- THAT'S UMA THURMAN!"... I look over and there she is, walking down 3rd Avenue with her assistant. She had burgundy highlights and a skirt with knee high stiletto boots. The both of us yelled out "UMA!!!" from the car window and of course, she blew us off. We laughed and drove off.
Now that I think about it, that was pretty cheezy.
See you tonight at the GUINNESS GREAT IRISH LIFT (6-9pm)
NUFF SAID
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