The Rathermachine Drops In
One of my bosses was away today and I got to use his office while he was gone, which happens to be right next to Dan Rather's. Holy Shit! So the day was pretty much spent on tenterhooks, gleaning any kind of journalistic wisdom I could from eaves-snooping on The Man That Is Dan.
The experience was made twice or even thrice as interesting by the fact that today is Mr. Dan's birthday. Seriously, how often do you get a break like that? I could not make this shit up if I tried.
The high point of the day was definitely when Dan introduced himself over the phone as "the Rathermachine." And when Chris Martin called. I'm pretty sure it was another Chris Martin, not the world's sexiest vegetarian and castrato-singer of the band Assplay. Man, I wish I could have heard the other side of that phone call. Or actually not, if it really was THAT Chris Martin.
Charlie Rose called, but Dan told his secretary not to take the call. That's what we call a Dan Diss!
Dan doesn't like Kit Kats, according to his secretary. Although she also said that she wanted to eat them, so I think she might have been joking.
More hot halloween journalist gossip forthcoming...
listening to: all my Biggie, on random.