"In the immortal words of Jean Paul Sartre, 'Au revoir, gopher'"

Apparently I'm working my way through the cast of Ghostbusters. I saw Sigourney Weaver in Beverly Hills once. And I met Dan Akroyd when I first moved to LA. A bunch of us were going to see Guster at the House of Blues and he was working the door. He said something like, "Ladies, c'mon in and enjoy yourselves." I then thanked him for having Guster there because I couldn't think of anything clever to say. But last night tops any celebrity that I've ever seen in person because this is a man I adore. I met Bill freaking Murray last night. And he liked my freckles!

Ok, I'll back up and explain. My friend is dating a guy who is the general manager of the Riverdogs, the local baseball team. Bill Murray and a couple of other guys own a bunch of baseball teams and the Riverdogs happen to be one of those teams. Bill is in town, I believe partially for the Ginn tournament, and has been going to the baseball games the past few nights. My friend has met him a couple of times but not at a game. So anyway her boyfriend was standing and talking to us and I was looking around the park. I spotted Bill coming towards us and got all excited at the thought of meeting him. My friend's boyfriend re-introduced my friend and Bill and then said, "And Bill, this is her friend Alisa." Bill shook my hand and said, "Hi. So what's with all those freckles?" I laughed nervously and said, "Well I was kind of born with them." Then there was a 5 minute conversation about how I didn't have many as a kid but I got more over time. He said it was the same for him but now that he's older his are fading. I mentioned something about reading Freckle Juice and it not working. He replied that I should have pounded the freckle juice as shots and then it would have worked. I said something about not liking them but having come to terms with the fact that they're not going away anytime soon. He said something about liking them. I questioned, "Really?" and he said, "Yeah, I'm crazy about them." I giggled like a schoolgirl, said thanks and that it was nice to meet him. I later asked Debra what was the last part of what he said and she replied that he said he was crazy about your freckles. Tee hee! We then spent most of the rest of the night watching people ask him for autographs. I think it's fine for little kids to do but other than that I think they should have let him enjoy the game.

Anyway, it's all downhill from here. The only thing that could top that would be a weekend with George Clooney at his villa on Lake Como.