Carole:
Thursday. Tickets for Storefront Hitchcock go on sale at noon at the Paramount Theater. Like a dork, I get there an hour early, thinking they'll be a line. There isn't. At 11:45, Stacy's boyfriend shows up to buy her a ticket (oh, how nice!) and guesses who I am. What, was it that obvious? At noon, all of 3 people buy tickets for the movie. Well, better safe than sorry.Zelda:
As "Storefront Hitchcock" was to begin at seven PM, I of course had no alternative to arriving a couple of hours early. To no surprise whatever I ran across fellow lister, the lovely Carole Reichstein; soon followed by the sinister, malevolent presence of Jay Lyall; shortly followed by his actual, physical presence.Carole:
Just as I was about to snap the shutter, I notice a pair of headlights zoom into view and stop, with the emergency lights flashing. I moved so that this wouldn't mar the picture, snapped, and looked up to see Robyn & Michele emerge from this very car (a Toyota, if you're interested). Doh! They scurry inside, ignoring someone yelling "ROBYNN!!" across the street.Did YOU spot Robyn in the photo above? If so, score five plastic vegetables of your choice. If you think you saw either Bigfoot or Elvis (Presley, that is), you'd better go back and look again. Alternatively, click "Next" to see who was really there.