My drunk years: I always tell folks I was wasted for the entire run of "thirtysomething" and all of Paula Abdul's initial career.—HRT"It's Like, You Know..." That was the name of the short-lived Jennifer Grey series mentioned in the previous thread.Because I KNEW HE WAS GAY and I was just a pimple on the toe of show business. So if I (and I assume a few hundred other people) knew, then how could she not? Went up to him and started yacking and I could tell he was being a bit standoffish but not a jerk. He kept denying he was who I knew he was, I insisted, on and on as sweat grew on his brow until finally he literally ran out of the bar in a panic.We talked a while -- and then I looked around and he had left. My boss, who was nowhere near that party, came in on Monday morning and told me under no uncertain terms never to do that to a star again, that it makes them uncomfortable, etc. Turns out the actor's manager or something had called Hank at home and reported it after hearing about it from the uncomfortable star, which I thought was just... It wasn't like outing someone on the microphone at the Oscars, it was just some low key get-together but... In that case, I thought it was hilarious and walked on home.:)A couple of stories that tie into the so called Gay Mafia a bit, which I got to enjoy somewhat, at least peripherally: Okay, I just got a notice for some benefit luncheon where a ticket would cost 0 to hear a guest of honor -- a woman that I used to sit next too at AA meetings at Cedars for free so no way I am paying to see her, much as I love her work. Okay, here's what I don't get: this woman was Hollywood hipster before such a word existed, she was Hollywood royalty her whole life, she knew everyone... I wasn't hanging out with Geffen, almost wish I had, and the Bryan Singer stuff DL loves was not happening yet -- or at least he wasn't. I went to a guy's party, just some apartment at the beach, almost all gay guys, some industry folks but nothing fancy, just pure drunk fun.
I liked "It's Like, You Know..." but the humor was very LA "insider" to really catch on with the general public.
We might want to bring over a couple of late posts from the other thread unless you want them lost in the shuffle.
I'll copy and paste this one, just to get things started again, until I cough up some new material.
On a more professional level, no, we never had him in for anything or worked on any of his projects. Not to dishonor her anonymity but she has none anyway, starting with her first book.
It was on roughly the same time as "Beggars and Choosers," another "insidery" series that I absolutely loved. Still no definitive guess on actress left in tears by Stone but she was mentioned so guess that counts.The definitive teen movie of the 1980s has to be "Fast Times at Ridgemont High," which has three Best Actor winners (Penn, Cage, Whitaker). Kid who ran out of gay bar in panic, R9 guess, check.