I'm not one to gossip but according to the Bible, Gavin and Swiss Miss broke up.
Call, text, e-mail and comment with details. I need them ASAP. I'm goin' nuts ova here.
*Okay, okay. Let’s all calm down.
I’m saving the main story for later, but the BFF and I attended some snoozer Gavin event last night, attended by like, 5 nerds and a brilliant Gavin staffer who claims to read this very blog. Once the BFF figures out how to get her camera phone photos to become computer photos, I’ll obviously post them.
Gavin arrived sans Swiss Miss and spent like, half an hour after introducing a movie and then not watching it having his photo taken with everyone from the bouncer at Showgirls to an Armenian radio show host, who made me take her picture. I took this opportunity to talk to Gavin’s bodyguard, who is pretty much the nicest guy on earth and was just standing around watching Mayor Rockstar schmooze in the middle of Broadway. I promised said bodyguard that everything was off the record, which sucks, because he told me some good shit. None the less, it was really fun to talk with him, if only for his response to “Would you take a bullet for Gavin?”
ANYway, I got kinda sick of watching strippers and crack whores trying to get their slimy mugshot taken with my soulmate, so the BFF and I decided to call it a night. Gavin got in his Town car and I watched him drive off into the mist. I knew, as per the bodyguard that Gavin was “done for the night” and couldn’t help but wonder, if he going home to HER.
Apparently and gloriously not…