Stood Up

An aging punk rock friend of Smug's was slated to write a mysterydate this month. It may not surprise you the promise was empty or that they asked for an extra two weeks, or that Leslie didn't get anywhere when she physically hunted him down drinking in the east village trying to get him to say anything to bring you the finest in celebrity appearances on time all the time. As a matter of fact, she pissed him off so severely with her pestering that he bailed altogether. No wonder their label is thinking of dropping them! In the spirit of not wanting to disappoint you she offers this paltry consolation prize and hopes you'll forgive her:

Leslie:"Well, the closest thing to publishable celebrity contact I had this month are these photgraphs of Curtis Sliwa, founder of vigilante law enforcement group the Guardian Angels."

he doesn't look happy

nope, still not happy

he just looks constipated here.

Again, next month we promise to try harder to bring you valuable and exciting celebrity writers, but in the interim, remember the rest of the Smug staff love you for who you are, not who you know. Unless you know someone famous who wants to write for us. Then we love you for who you are and who you know.

mystery@smug.com

in the junk drawer