DaveS and I sometimes ask each other to come up with what we think would be a terrible group of people to have to be at a dinner party with. Kind of a self-flagellation sort of exercise.
Watching the Oscars last night, I came up with a howlingly horrific Hollywood version of a downer way to spend an evening. Dinner for four: Me, Marly Matlin, Celine Dion, and Jada Pinkett-Smith.
Who would be the three Hollywood celebrities you’d least like to spend an evening with at a dinner party?