One of this blog's most avid readers and probably it's biggest fan (other than dad) is my dear friend from high school - Sharon Friedman. Yeah, we go way back. In high school, we would joke that one day we would get married and have seven children. They would be named after the seven dwarfs and their middle names would be the Spanish days of the week. Happy Domingo and Sleepy Miercoles were my favorites. Sharon found herself rather partial to Doc Martes.
Little did she know that I actually made the same suggestive-of-a-promise throw-away remark to a whole host of other female debutantes at Hollywood Hills High School, (much to their collective chagrin) thereby negating any reality that it may in fact one day come true.
But I digress. I've received numerous appeals from this so-called dear friend of mine to "please, please write a blog and at the very least mention me" over the course of coming up with things to write about. Often it's hard because we don't really share the same experiences since we don't live anywhere near one another and she often ignores my pleas to have her come visit me here in Tejas. Well, finally destiny prescribed by The Universe and the good people at Yahoo People have provided a reason for a much over due shout out. (How the heck did you find this out anyway? Are you stalking them out there in Pennsylvania?) (Sharon lives in suburban Philadelphia these days with her actual soon-to-be-husband, Greg. They haven't had any kids yet...)
Anyway, what is particularly amusing to me about this article is that it unequivocally parallels Fallingwater's last known run-in with an outrageously popular celebrity...which was, like totally documented on this very blog!
Let's review the coincidental circumstances that have created a special bond between Brad Pitt, Tom Hanks, and myself:
1. Brad, Tom, and I all share a particular fondness for the architecture of Frank Lloyd Wright.
2. Both Brad and Tom chose to celebrate their respective birthdays this year at Fallingwater. True, I wasn't there on my birthday, but have for the past several years held feast for the long dead Frank Lloyd Wright on his birthday.
3. Brad, Tom, and I have each met Cara Armstrong (mentioned in the Yahoo article) who serves in the very distinguished role as Fallingwater's Curator of Buildings and Collections - which is probably the best job title anyone can have, really. Now, Tom just met Cara Armstrong in passing on his visit, and while Ms. Armstrong was not the guide for either of the two Fallingwater tours I went on during my week long stay, she did provide me a rare glimpse into the Fallingwater Collections Vault, which she so didn't do for Mr. and Mrs. Pitt. (So there Bradgelina.)
4. Interestingly enough. As rumor has it. Both Tom and Brad are vying for the lead role in the now-in-pre-pre-production Hollywood Biopic film portrayal of Wright's life. I actually can't see either of these gentleman as The Frankinator, but can't help but throw my support behind the third nominee, whom I am told is none other then Johnny Depp. Literally there is a puddle of glee under my chair right now just from thinking about it.
5. Out of the three of us, no one is still married to the first girl proposed to. Granted I haven't ever gotten married for real yet, but I think it's a note-worthy item of coincidence. Plus, it brings this sorry excuse for a long-awaited blog post full circle.
I don't have any insightful cosmic hints about what any of this means, but be assured that when Johnny Depp makes his pilgrimage to FW, I will take a stab at trying to come up with what we have in common. A mutual crush on Winona Ryder when we were younger? An affinity for Tim Burton films? The whimsical fantasy of having been a pirate in a former life fathered by Keith Richards?