Excuse Me While I Take off Your Clothes Quietly, You Know In My Mind...

Why merely in my mind you ask? Well, it's just not Scandinavian to accost Crispin Glover outright. That would be totally rude. Doy.

But I seriously nearly ran him down on my way to the bathroom at the Marriot Depot Friday night. Nearly blinded by those pesky hearts coming out of the top of my skull.

But in spite of him being uber talented and kinda cute, he truly seemed real nice. So Thank you Mr. Glover, you made my night, which had, up to that point, utterly sucked eggs.