Returning to the diary, taking a momentary break from a movie I considered to be utterly shitty...
Airport yesterday there was a large black man surrounded by autograph seekers at one of the bars. It was dark, I couldn't see who it actually was, but one of the people trying to get to into his sphere said he thought it was Chad Ocho Cinco. I have my reservations, but it was somebody.
Meanwhile, less than 20 feet away, the gentleman below dined essentially unnoticed.