IvanTheTerrible wrote:MagnumsLeftShoulder wrote:K Hale wrote:I would have asked him who Chuck Norris was.
LOL! Good question. Why do so many kids and teens know who Chuck Norris is? Walker ended in 2001.
The answer is simple... tropical madness!
Yes, folks, I was weened on Chuck in my formative years. As well as Ah-nuld and Sly and Van Damme and Seagal. Then later I got into James Bond big time (but that's a different story). But there was something about Chuck that made me gravitate towards him. Of course being able to catch a new episode of WALKER every Saturday night on CBS certainly helped.
Hi Czar,
Seagal, eh? In 1990 I went outside Angelo's restaurant in NYC's Little Italy, across from SPQR, to fire up a Cuban cigar while my friends lingered inside over coffee.
My buddy Dave worked for the State Department and those boys always had Cubans. Anyway I was leaning against the building, when a strikingly beautiful woman
who seemed rather agitated approached me. I kept thinking, this night just gets better and better. She asked me for a light, edged close as a wind had come up, and
I lit her cig. She thanked me when suddenly at her shoulder appeared a pony tailed man, with a limo slowly keeping pace with him in the street.
In that neighborhood when a car lingers like that you look for some where to dive in case the bent nose boys were up to shenanigans. On the other hand the girl
was there. Suddenly pony tail grabbed her and snarled "get in the car" while glaring at me. I'm 6'1 and not small and was full of McSorleys finest ale from the
afternoon. I figured him for 5'10 and about 30 pounds lighter so I glared right back, as he demanded to know what she said to me.
I started watching his hands just in case, and was going to tell him to go pound salt when she patted my arm and TOLD him to get in the limo, he was embarrassing her.
They left and 5 or 6 people ran up to me pleading to know what I had been saying to Kelly LeBrock and her husband Steven Seagal.
I had been thisclose to telling him to F off, little knowing that was how close I might have come to getting slaughtered. Actually I didn't know till later as I had never
heard of Seagal. Still, that's a good object lesson in not needlessly crossing swords with a stranger.
I won't judge him, everyone has bad nights with their better half and he was half in the bag, but he didn't make a good impression either.
As for Kelly, wow, the camera doesn't do her justice, if a ten is a nine that owns a bar, she must own a brewery and rates an eleven.