I did end up seeing Julia Roberts. She crossed right in front of me into her theater as I was walking back to my hotel after Thursday's meetings. How did I know it was her? I don't read every tabloid website and magazine for nothing. I spotted the paparazzi camoflauge immediately: baseball hat, hair in ponytail, dark glasses. Don't celebs know by now that the baseball hat routine ain't fooling anyone? She may as well have been wearing a huge sign that said, "I'M PRETTY WOMAN." She is taller than I am.
Even more exciting for me, though, was seeing Sway (Calloway). I spotted the dreads and the blazing red baggy sweats from 20 feet away. I wanted to go up to him and say something like, "I'm from San Francisco, too!" But that would have been stoopid. I am taller than he is.
So, how to sum up the last 48 hours? I'll do it brain dump-style.