who was in richmond tonight?

i’ll tell you.  bill fucking murray.

all day long, twitter was blowing up with bill murray sightings all over richmond.

no one has any idea why he’s here, no one knows what the deal is.

so i thought “what if i was bill murray?  what if i was the classiest most awesome celebrity in the world?  where would i drink?”

so i first made some crucial assumptions:

- bill murray is likely staying at the jefferson

- bill murray will not wander far for his evening cocktails

so i went to cous cous, sat myself down at the bar with my friends and waited for his inevitable arrival in midtown.

sad to say, he chose a different bar closer to the jefferson.  comfort.  i should have known he’d go for the vast selection of bourbons.  cous cous, while lacking in the bourbon selection, had some excellent latin dancing this evening.  bill murray seemed like a latin dancing type of guy.

i even had it all planned out what i was going to tell bill murray when i first saw him.  i was going to give him a big hug and say “finally.  what took you so long?”  and then later that night, i was going to whisper into his ear “no one is ever going to believe you.”

some day, bill.  some day.