Chester Copperpot
Last night, The Boyfriend and I celebrated a year together. He took me to a wonderful restaurant and we hard one of the best meals and wine I have ever had.

Okay, now to the interesting stuff.

The restaurant is in an old store front in the historic part of town. If people come and go, you have to move out of the way or hold the door. Someone from the window seat got up to take a phone call. We couldn't see who it was, the window seats jut out past the door. I held the front door open so this person, being polite, could speak freely outside.

It was Rudy. Sam, Frodo's friend. Mikey Walsh, the leader of the Goonies.

That's right, Sean Astin. And man is he a wee guy.

(By the way, looking at his IMDB profile there, his first acting gig is "Please Don't Hit Me, Mom." I know the subject matter isn't funny, but I can't help but giggle. How about "Please don't exploit my talents for money, mom." Ah, child actors.

Rudy was in town stumping for Hillary. He had been making appearances and working the phone banks with Mary Steenburgen and Ted Danson.

The Boyfriend, who loves to stir the pot and watch me squirm, wanted to lead the restaurant in chanting "RUDY! RUDY! RUDY!" We did keep a constant hiss of "Chester Copperpot" back and forth between us. Although The Boyfriend did constantly talk like Sloth from that movie, which did not go unnoticed by other patrons.

Wanting to actually see him, The Boyfriend went out to smoke and peer in the windows. So I take the moment to call my mom and get an update on my brother.

My baby brother is waving at people as they come to see him.

I started crying I was so happy. This is huge, this is monumental, and I've now turned into a blubbering mess in a very nice restaurant. The Boyfriend rushes back in, and I tell him. And, if you know me, if I fall apart, whether good or bad, I lose all control over any coordination. I was spilling water, food, oh and my wine. Which I did in front of Sean Astin as he came over to ask if I was ok.

Well, he came over because The Boyfriend engaged him about appearances around town. I wasn't really overjoyed about that because I slowly turning into the late Tammy Faye. They chatted, Rudy asked if I was ok. All I said is that I just got some really good news. The Boyfriend explained. And Rudy moved in for the hug.

First off, I don't hug. I don't like my personal space to be violated, but he was trying to be so nice. But then he kissed my shoulder. So. Weird. And I was trying not to crack up and I could tell The Boyfriend was too.

And to make it weirder, he started his talking points about benefits for wounded Veterans and why Hillary was the one for the job. Urgh. He's a nice guy, but he can't stray from his script, he's not good at improv.

Rudy then gave us VIP passes to the Hillary / Mellencamp appearance in Indianapolis tonight, which we can't go, so we gave them away.

But as he left the restaurant, both of his hissed, "CHESTER COPPERPOT" one more time.