Holy SNL Batman!

Most people that know me, understand my sense of humor. The people that don't get it, usually tend to walk the other way and think what in the world is her deal? 

Lucky for me, I currently live in LA. The land of the freaks, home of the weird. Everyone has a weird humor here. 

Saturday Night Live (SNL) is something I look forward to every Saturday night. Rerun, or a new episode, I'm tuned in. (Well... the DVR records it whether I manage to stay awake long enough or not). 

Yesterday I went into Studio City, CA which is right up the road from Hollywood. I was in desperate need of a Starbucks pick me up in the form of white chocolate mocha, double shot- please and for the love of everything don't you dare put whipcream on the top. As I walked in the door this lovely blonde was walking up to the line when all of a sudden teenage girls start screaming and digging in the tiny purses for their cameras. Really the only thing on my mind was "if they're going to take pictures, that means I can order next." I played nice and just tried to figure out who it was. Blonde-Skinny-Fancy shoes-sunglasses = famous. At least in this case, because people in Starbucks obviously knew who she was. I was apparently the only one out of the loop. She ordered  two drinks and paid. Then I finally placed my order and walked to the other end of the counter to wait patiently for my drink. 

As I was walking down, the bathroom door flew open and out skips Fred Armisen from SNL. Walks up to pretty blonde lady and BAM! I knew who she was! Abbey Elliot! BINGO!

So, there I am in Starbucks with two big SNL stars, and what do I do? Nothing. Camera was in my purse. I had a list that they could have signed. No, I just stood there. Who knows why. I love both of them on SNL but Andy Samburg is a personal fave. 

So, after 6 months of life in Hollywood I finally got to see people that I recognized. (Even if it took 10 minutes to figure it out) 

Sidenotes: Cameron's in Denver (Boulder, actually, for tonight) First Panic show tomorrow night. God love him. He could hardly sleep last night he was so excited. Like a child on Christmas Eve. I admit I was slightly annoyed because when he's restless, I don't sleep well either. But I couldn't help but to laugh at him when I dropped him off at the airport this morning. 

Tomorrow I think I'll head to see Toy Story (YES! AND in 3-D!!!) Perhaps another afternoon by the pool and who knows. :)