07-06-2006, 11:57 PM
We ate at a cheap Chinese restaurant called Pierre’s somewhere on the Peninsula. It was a blind date. I had put a personal ad in a paper. It might have been my subdued one: “Adjectiveless male seeks adjectiveless female to form hyphenated compound.” Or it might have been my outrageous one: “Eccentric genius seeks three-breasted albino with IQ of 700.” Anyway, she answered it, so we met.
We didn’t seem to have a whole lot in common. She was plain, earthy, nice enough, no doubt a lot more mature than me. And she smoked, which I find hard to get past. During our meal, she told me she had gotten her current job by answering a strange ad in the paper. The wording was: “Wanted: Someone to bring a little sanity to an otherwise insane life.” She responded, and it turned out to be Robin and Valerie Williams shopping for a nanny for their boy Zachary. Yep, she got the job, and I was on a blind date with Robin Williams’ nanny.
Not the one he later married. This one came just before.
I’ve always been amazed by Robin Williams, and I made clear that I greatly admired him. We ended up talking about him a fair amount throughout the meal. She mentioned how Robin was struggling to find his direction. He had done a few movies, but they were mostly misfires. So I told her my idea for a vehicle for him: A TV talk show that has a different host every night, but the guest is always the same -- Robin Williams. She found that amusing.
As we were finishing up, she asked if she could have my chopsticks. She hadn’t used hers, and I hadn’t used mine. She said she wanted to give them to Zachary and his best friend Sean. Sean Lennon. Apparently they played together a lot. One of their games was to pretend to be pirates fighting with swords -- only the swords are chopsticks.
Just before parting, she asked me to repeat my idea for the talk show. She intended to tell Robin about it and wanted to get it right. She still seemed amused by it.
So we had a nice meal and parted ways and that was that. As for the thing that sticks in my mind, it’s the chopsticks. Maybe I’m easily wowed, but to think that the offspring of Robin Williams and John Lennon used them as toys…
Wow…
We didn’t seem to have a whole lot in common. She was plain, earthy, nice enough, no doubt a lot more mature than me. And she smoked, which I find hard to get past. During our meal, she told me she had gotten her current job by answering a strange ad in the paper. The wording was: “Wanted: Someone to bring a little sanity to an otherwise insane life.” She responded, and it turned out to be Robin and Valerie Williams shopping for a nanny for their boy Zachary. Yep, she got the job, and I was on a blind date with Robin Williams’ nanny.
Not the one he later married. This one came just before.
I’ve always been amazed by Robin Williams, and I made clear that I greatly admired him. We ended up talking about him a fair amount throughout the meal. She mentioned how Robin was struggling to find his direction. He had done a few movies, but they were mostly misfires. So I told her my idea for a vehicle for him: A TV talk show that has a different host every night, but the guest is always the same -- Robin Williams. She found that amusing.
As we were finishing up, she asked if she could have my chopsticks. She hadn’t used hers, and I hadn’t used mine. She said she wanted to give them to Zachary and his best friend Sean. Sean Lennon. Apparently they played together a lot. One of their games was to pretend to be pirates fighting with swords -- only the swords are chopsticks.
Just before parting, she asked me to repeat my idea for the talk show. She intended to tell Robin about it and wanted to get it right. She still seemed amused by it.
So we had a nice meal and parted ways and that was that. As for the thing that sticks in my mind, it’s the chopsticks. Maybe I’m easily wowed, but to think that the offspring of Robin Williams and John Lennon used them as toys…
Wow…