And I was flying over the Atlantic, the airline was showing "War of the Roses" (the dinner) scene, and I said, "Wow! That's ROY!!" and sure enough, it was my old friend and Director, Roy Brocksmith, playing a drama critic (I thought he'd used his whole stock of that up when he directed me!).

Another night -- I'm home in Indiana and the phone rings. It's Sue, from out SF way. "Okay, what did you do?" "Huh?" "What did you do to get thanked in Spider Robinson's new book [Lady Slings The Booze]?" "Oh, it's out?" "Damn right it is, and do you know how embarassing it is to be reading it while riding BART and yell out at the top of your voice 'Holy Sh*t, I know him!'?" "Well, I helped with the research." "Yes, but the book is set in a whorehouse! "Well, yes...."