Adam and I met John Cusack in the red light district. I told him I'd been a fan since Better off Dead. Then I told the other guy, who was not actually Woody Harrelson, that I liked him too, ever since Kingpin. We all had a good laugh together.
Last night, while I was having a slice of pizza, I saw this dude walking up the street with a long black trenchcoat, slicked hair, and sunglasses. He looked really serious. Like he was from a German industrial band. Coming the opposite direction were three drunk guys. The front one yelled in a french sounding voice, "MAAAAHTREEEEX! NEO! SAVE US!!"
I just about peed myself over that one.
John Fucking Cusack!!