Back from the long jog and the Hollywood Show (as it's now called). I'd guess Ray Courts is now completely out of the equation, since this was the first time he wasn't there at all (even after he sold the show he was there as an advisor). As to the show, it just gives me a headache now. Several long time dealers are no longer there. The ones who are left are pathetic. Now not only are the celebrities in the inside room, but they line every inch of the lobby and it's just too many and too confusing as to who is where, and when there are lines you'd really never find people. I did say hello to neighbor Earl Holliman. And I did buy Stan Freberg's autobiography, which he signed to me. He looks very frail (he's eighty-two) where as Jackie Cooper, who must be well into his 90s, looks pretty good. In the most shocking department, Sharon Farrell, who was so ridiculously cute and who now wins the Margot Kidder award for someone who does not in any way resemble their former selves. Helen Slater looks great, and Debby Boone still looks very pretty. Jeff Conaway is using a walker and looks nothing like he used to - and I believe he's younger than I am. Billy Mumy looks like he always did. Didn't see Debbie Reynolds but did spy Mickey Rooney, who just gives off such a weird vibe. Jane Withers looked like she's looked for the last thirty years. Bruce Dern looks pretty good. Biggest line - Sean Astin. And I have to imagine Mr. Cassidy will have a huge line tomorrow - so I don't know that I'll go back because I doubt I could get near him to say hey. And frankly, the whole show seems like a circus and has none of the charm it once had, and it gives me the creeps a little and also a headache.
