SIDE NOTE: This evening I might be hiding. Weird things happen to me on Friday the 13th.
Gawker Stalker, Athens-Style.
Last week I went to Ciné in Athens to screen a film. On the way there, I caught a glimpse of the elusive Emily Martin (aka the Black Apple) and her beau going into a local downtown eatery for lunch. Had I known it was really her at the time, I might have stopped in to say "hi" or I might not have, seeing as how I am still half chicken. For some reason, I thought Martha Stewart was tall (Emily appeared on the Martha Stewart Show earlier this year). She let me know it was indeed her, and if we cross paths before she migrates to Portland, I will definitely introduce myself!
