WE WERE DOWNTOWN ANYWAY

Rabin and I were heading out to get a bite to eat, when we heard screaming. God bless Rabin, he's such a trooper, he actually ran. Me, obviously chicks with Oprah Arms don't run for sh*t, let alone The Clooney.

Shorter than one would hope, looking slightly older than I thought he would, but the voice was pure raspy sexiness. He's definitely worth a lifetime of Valtrex prescriptions. . . but only if he's paying.

This is when I arrived, he fled milliseconds later covering his mouth. I'm going to assume it was unrelated.

Thanks Rabin, and thank god for cellphone cameras!