What's Happening!! - 1/2/08
Lindsay Davis - New York Times
=========================
This Week's Gossip
New York City, the city that never sleeps. At least that didn't keep me awake last Saturday night, I slept like a baby, and alone for a change. I awoke bright and early, slipped into my warmest running sweats and joined Rachel and Tammi for a nice early morning run in Central Park. We'd barely finished stretching when who should run up beside us but Mary McGrath, the infamous romance novelist that was back in the Big Apple.
It was Central Park, that romance novel released by Mary McGrath in 2006 that instantly popped up in my mind. In that novel, the character named Lindsay Smith, obviously crafted by Mary to suit me, enjoyed a night with a dark haired women named Mary Marquette. The seduction of Mary in the story lasted over twenty pages and the techniques employed had left me breathless. The same tingles returned as soon as we spoke.
Mary said she was back in town to write another novel related to the city, and possibly us. She always made sure she at least read the New Your Times newspapers on Sundays while she was in Europe and was intrigued when she'd heard through my columns that Rachel was now dating Jon Bon Jovi.
Rachel was blushing as we fast walked through the park and Mary peppered her with questions. How did Rachel meet Jon? Was he as sexy in real life as he was on stage? Were they planning on getting married? Was there ever a fight between Rach and Mike Miller, her previous boyfriend?
Rachel kept trying to make little of the whole situation, saying that there were absolutely no plans to marry, that Jon was on the road half the time right now, and they seldom saw each other face to face.
Well that led Mary into asking if they spoke on the phone while Jon was on the road, was there phone sex involved? The blush on Rachel's face was a tell tail sign that Mary had struck a nerve.
I piped in to say that Rachel was flying to Philadelphia on Friday to spend next week with Jon as he performed in the Wachovia Center followed by the Mellon Arena in Pittsburgh, Rachel's home town. Rachel confirmed that they would have dinner with her parents and indeed she would finally introduce Jon, since they were there, but it wasn't an indication of any future plans.
I could tell Mary already planned to include this affair, under slightly masked names in her next novel. To save more embarrassment on our poor blushing Rachel, I brought up some other recent happenings in New York City.
The vicious attack on the sixth floor of the Plaza Hotel between two Russian gangs that still remains unsolved. The fact that Katie Donovan was back in the dating market, since her affair with that famous New York Giants linebacker, Jax Jones was over and done with.
In fact, Katie was seen with Furio Giunta, Diego's chauffer and body guard, this past week at Rachel's Will & Grace play and later enjoying dinner with Furio at the Four Seasons Supper Club. It seems she favors large powerful men. Rachel's play was hilarious as usual and I enjoyed it from my center seat in the back row where I could watch Katie and Furio. Furio had called me right after reading last week's column, asking me if I thought Katie would really go out with him.
Katie was a little embarrassed when we met later in the week, but I said, "All's well that ends well." and she blushingly agreed. If she's going to test the market guys, now's the time to ask her out.
On Saturday night I had just sat down at the Four Seasons bar when Barbara Barton came out of the ladies restroom and joined me. I was expecting some harsh remarks regarding last weeks column, but she surprised me by saying things might be better if we were friends. I told Gino to just add her wine to my tab.
Barb said that her husband, Bradley, never read the Times so she felt pretty safe, and she wanted me to understand that she was merely helping some struggling young authors get their work published. She said Bradley was still out of town and Carl might just stop by.
She was joking about how many men I'd probably slept with according to my column and I responded with, "Hey, I get my fair share, I'm not married and a girl can't just depend on her vibrator. Once we get a taste, we want more………. don't we?" The last words after my pause did draw a smile on her lips.
It was just then that her hubby walked in the door instead of Carl. Barb was taken totally by surprise, but masked it well. She introduced me to Bradley, who sure looks like a guy with a broom up his ass, so stiff and proper. No wonder she likes spending some time with Seamus and Carl.
Luckily, Donovan Kline walked in next and took a seat along side me so Barb could concentrate on her husband while I chatted with Doni. I couldn't miss the way Barb made every effort to tease Bradley, whispering all the things they might do when they got home. I have no doubt she got laid Saturday night.
After they left Doni agreed to accompany me back to my place for a nightcap while I finished this column and faxed it in to my editor. It wasn't easy to finish this with Doni teasing me, but here it is.
Entertainment
This Tuesday night, March 4th at 10:00 pm ET, the Off-Broadway Creative Arts Theatre will be dark as Rachel continues to run her plays on alternate weeks.
