Around 1985 or 86, when I lived in New York City, I went by myself to see the movie Stop Making Sense featuring the Talking Heads. Afterward I headed towards home, walking along something like West 57th in Midtown. And the streets were fairly deserted. I saw a man walking by with his arms around […]
Category: Stories
In Town for The Toronto Film Festival
We’d like to thank Ricky for the following story. I met Bill Murray only once in a peculiar, chance meeting. Although I rarely go downtown in Toronto, as it’s just too busy and hard to find a parking space, one day in 2002 I went to see a visiting friend who was staying at one […]
Bill Does Whatever the Hell He Wants
We’d like to thank Samantha for the following story. It was a cold January Friday and a few of my best friends from the College of Charleston were in town to share my birthday and a sorority sister’s at the same time, a yearly ritual. After trying to score a last minute reservation at any […]
Summer 1985: Martha’s Vineyard
We’d like to thank Holly for the following story. I was working as a waitress at a place that was half-deli/half- restaurant, so the wait staff used deli containers (the kind that potato salad comes in) instead of glasses to save the dishwashers work. So this one time, I’m chugging my first Coke of the […]
Palisades-Sparkill Baseball League
We’d like to thank Elliot for the following story. Growing up in the Palisades area of Rockland County, New York it was wasn’t unusual to see Bill Murray once in a while, as he was a resident. I think I ran into him a few times at the post office and in Piermont walking around. […]