I was just taking a few minutes to clean personal files and email off my work computer as I only have a week and 1/2 left in this gig (hooray!) when I came across this classic. This one tops the "only Carter Williams..." list for sure:
From: Williams, Carter [mailto:Carter.Williams@sablaw.com]
Sent: Friday, April 08, 2005 11:38 AM
To: Lisa Williams
Subject: Le Bon
We ended up drinking champagne in Simon Le Bon's suite at the Mandarin Oriental. The best exchange between me and Simon follows:
Me: So Simon, you've got to tell me the meaning behind the line: I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found...
Simon: and I'm hungry like the wolf. Really Carter, the song is about sex. I smell like I sound is about sex, animal sex.
Me: Oh, I see.
It was a ridiculous night. Apparently Simon is arranging some floor passes for me and the people I was with. He said they'll be in my name at the ticket window, and after the show, he'll bring us back for a drink. He has my cell, and if I don't hear from him, I'm supposed to assume it's on.
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