Yes man, always good to shake hands with a celebrity such as yourself.
James blew in like a rock star and the crowd parted to make way for him and his entourage. It was quite a sight. I just stood around saying, "I know that guy," and people would roll their eyes and walk away to get more free wine. Between him and Carol, the star power in the room was almost overwhelming. I had to step outside a few times to compose myself.
I asked him if I could come over to his place and look at his Bukowski shirt and he snickered and said, "Sure, sure." When it came time to leave he and his boys jumped into their limo and the driver slammed the door in my face. So Carol and I walked back to the hotel and had steaks and martinis at the Meritage Grille. I cursed James a few times, then the second martini kicked in and I decided to let bygones be bygones.
But if we go back to Nashville it will be a different story.