Nancy

According to a study by John Hart, the post office does not care if you use a fake middle name when addressing a piece of mail. Every time I receive mail from John, I have a different middle name. John’s middle name changes, too.

In other news, I saw a celebrity on Thursday! A celebrity politician, really. After dinner, my friend Laura and I walked down the street for frozen yogurt. As we were sitting outside enjoying the weather and the heaping piles of toppings on our fro yo, I spotted an important-looking woman in a blue suit, surrounded by a small posse of people. She had walked quickly out of the restaurant next door to a black car waiting on the street.

Once at the car, she turned around and began to chat with her posse. She was roughly ten feet from us, which is legitimate cause for a freak-out. Laura was facing away from her, so I dramatically grabbed her arm and told her to turn around – Nancy Pelosi was in our presence.

The table next to us then turned around and asked who she was. I kindly told them it was Nancy Pelosi. … Duh.

I then snapped some pictures on my iPhone, and Nancy totally saw me. She basically covered her face.

I am slightly embarrassed and also slightly proud to say that Nancy Pelosi acknowledged my existence. I also am proud to say I have eaten at the restaurant Nancy was leaving. We are basically equals.