Tonight I went into work thinking I was only going to meet someone interesting and potentially fascinating, and at the very least Very Important. Cherie Blair, at her speaking event and book signing at our store, was sincere and warm and fun and intelligent, and I enjoyed myself thoroughly. I will not lie though - the best part of my evening happened completely incidentally.
After the speaking segment, I walked around the audience filling names onto post-its so she could personalize books to individuals. As I asked one gentleman for his name, I heard his voice above me answer "Phil Booth". My head snapped up and I found myself looking at a tall gentleman with Einstein-lite gray hair. He looked exactly as I thought he would. I said, "by any chance, you don't write the horoscopes for the Toronto Star do you?", to which he answered "yes I do". I laughed, jittered, and told him that I read him every day.
He wanted to know if he could ask Cherie Blair what time she was born - I told him of course, but suggested he let her know what his profession was first. Security was high, and there were some crazies around. He did, later, and she told him. Best moment ever.
Sometimes I wonder if celebrities hear these kinds of "I read you everyday" stories and think they are exagerrations. Phil Booth, if you should come upon this, this is no exaggeration. Every. Day. You all should know: how many times have I reported to you what is contained in my stars?
For Javod, because I promised him cryptic news: on Monday I am meeting someone else Very Important, at her hotel and then later at another speaking/signing event. I can't tell you yet who it is because it would give away the fun, but think evening interviews, great hair, a tell-all book, two very public feuds and 13 world leaders.