First things first. I admit that I read gossip/celebrity mags. Especially while getting my hair done and while lounging pool-side. Also, I regularly check celebrity websites (mainly for the clothes...but while I'm there I'll read up on who's dating who and which famous family is vacationing where, etc.).I admit these sad truths. However, despite the fact that I can rattle off the names of various celebrities' children and recognize a socialite by her shoes, I insist that I'm not one to get particularly star-struck when I personally encounter celebrity. After all, if I've learned anything from the magazines, it's that "Stars are just like us" right? Well, they are (minus the paid entourages and excessive liquidity and free stuff).
I should clarify. I USUALLY don't get star-struck. Usually. Like, I'd probably try to molest Jason Schwartzman, given the opportunity (and with Kenny's consent, of course). Such was also the case last Friday when I met my favorite "folk parody band" members, Bret McKenzie & Jemaine Clement of Flight of the Conchords and their friend Arj Barker (a.k.a. "Dave"). Also, I "met" Albi the Racist Dragon - and its creator. It was magical and the best start to what turned out to be a pretty glorious Memorial Day weekend. (Thanks Hudd and Amelia and for always having the hook-ups!) Now some pics!
Jemaine recounts the story of Albi, the racist dragon, whose tears turned into jelly beans all the colors of the rainbow.
Somehow we got to withness an award ceremony after the show where the duo was given medals and this Puss in Boots cardboard cut out. They were touched.Bret was surprisingly tall. And awesome. Hudd, Amelia, Kenny, and I were enjoying a very late dinner after this, and Bret walked in with some crew members. He saw us first and beelined straight to our table to chat and to eat Kenny's fries. I love him, I think.
Again...it was marvelous. And Bret, you may have just been being nice, but next time we go to New Zealand, we will totally take you up on your offer to stay with you. I'm not joking.
The End (for now).