. . . . . she typed in
Brando Brainard net worth , the computer was sluggish, probably needed to RESTART but then the screen hiccups & she clicks on http://www.celebritynetworth.com/category/richestbusinessmen/richest-billionaires/brando-brainard-net-worth/ and there it is: THREE POINT EIGHT BILLION DOLLARS USD*!!!!!!!!!!! (*INHERITANCE)—& with a little more fucking around she finds the press release :
Brando Brainard, CEO & Creative Head of Ooh Baby Baby Films, announced that Keira “Tommie” Thompson will be the new President & Head of Development of the company’s two new television divisions, Hard To Get By Television and Just Upon A Smile TV. Brainard said Hard To Get By will focus on limited premium cable fare, while Just Upon A Smile will generate network and cable product, which includes reality and scripted reality programming. Thompson left SONY Pictures Television, where she was President & Head of Development for eight years. Before that she worked for Bernie Brillstein at Brillstein-Grey Entertainment.
Tommie Thompson. . Tom Tom. . Tom Tom Tommie. . Thompson. . ThomThom Tommie. . Tom-Tom Tommie. . Thompson Thompson-----
. . everything was making sense. Coming full circle. Thus it was written. . in the
s and the starz channel.
She’d make her move as soon as Rikki was cast.
She Google imaged Keira: fuckin hottie. . . …
Just Upon A Smile TV — future home of Bad News Bears!
It all felt so right that she felt like goofin, & typed it out. Made her own little hyperlink fuck it’d already happened anyway right? just to try it on for size & see what she could see:
http://www.celebritynetworth/richest-celebrities/tom-tom-hit-pop-singer-and-reality-star-BadNewsBears-net-worth/
YES.
She fell out.
I Had A Vision of Love
ReeRee
booked a table 10 days in advance but they still had to wait a ½hour to be seated, which was OK because she loved to peoplewatch. She’d asked for one of the garden patio banquettes with silk pillows that yelp.comrecommended, but the woman on the phone said those were all reserved. The woman also seemed to be pressing her to make her reservation online but Reeyonna liked connecting with a human voice.
They parked a few blocks away because it was hard for her to look elegant getting off a motorcycle plus she didn’t like the judgment in people’s eyes that she was a bad mom-to-be for riding one in the first place. (She did have a cool pink helmet though, which Rikki locked to the bike.) Reeyonna thought she would have been less self-conscious if it was a Harley because a pregnant gal on a Harley made kind of a bold, fun statement that people were more likely to accept as not being reckless. But the kawasaki was small & old, and the gas tank was dented.
ReeRee had the whole evening planned. After dinner they were going to stroll to Millions of Milkshakes. She didn’t care that racist h8trs on urbanspoon said the servers were rude & poorly groomed; she watched Kim Kardashian & her mom open the Millions of Milkshakes in Dubai online, which was pretty amazing, and wanted to try a Kim Kardashian shake.
The hostess led them to a beautifully set table with fresh-cut flowers & candles, unlit as yet because it was still light out, and because she was peeing so much (her 7th month) it was actually really convenient to be next to the bathroom. She told Rikki that the “restauranteur”-owner was actually one of the real housewives of Beverly Hills, then wondered aloud if Lisa Vanderpump would be there tonight. Reeyonna skipped lunch to be extra hungry—5PM was the only time Sur had a free slot, and she guessed that was why the crowd looked older. Paparazzi weren’t even there yet.
She felt rich. The pawnshop gave her $2,100 for probably $30,000 worth of cameras and equipment, maybe more ( ask me if I care ), in crisp one-hundreds. They hadn’t done anything fancy or fun since she stopped living at home & Reeyonna decided to treat them to Sur. The JustSpotted app on her android was always telling her people like Lisa Collins and Heather Morris and Kevin Dillon and Sharon Stone & Chaz Bono were having lunch or dinner here & she had a file of vids too of Hayden & Paz and Emmy Ros. & Miley and Selena all leaving Sur at different times ( www.x17video.com/celebrityvideo/). She really hoped she would see someone famous tonight as kind of a reward for all the hard times she/they’d been having. (Right after they ordered, her phone said Britney was leaving a movie theater with her kids at the Malibu Lumberyard, Julia Stiles was filming in Barstow and justspotted leaving a Starbucks there, & Shia LaBeouf was entering a steakhouse across the street from the Standard in New York City’s glamorous meatpacking district.) Still, Reeyonna wasn’t raising her hopes too high because when she made the reservation she was told they could seat them at 5 as long as they could be out by 630, it almost sounded like they would have to sign a contract when they got there. ReeRee knew that celebrities generally didn’t eat until at least nine or 10, at least not younger ones.
She decided none of it really mattered because for the 1st time since leaving home, Reeyonna felt like a human being. They did some MDMA & went shopping before their early dinner. ReeRee bought herself a stunning dress from Ovum, the Kardashian’s new maternity line, and really did feel JustSpotted redcarpet glamorous. (She got Rikki an amazing beautiful shirt from Kitson, & jeans from 7For All Mankind.) She always wanted to own a pair of Louboutins and last week found a barely pre-walked pair online for $165. She wore bangles and nugget earrings from Belle Noel, Kim’s jewelry collection, with lots of beauty products knocking around in her purse, selecting what People said Kim and HeMo and Rachel Bilson had in theirs —FusionBeauty Lip Plump Color Shine in Flirt, Dior Style Liner liquid liner in Black, Motives pressed eyeshadow in Toast, Joico Flexible Shaping Spray & Joico hairspray. Getting rid of those cameras made her feel better too, like she had cut off another dead piece of her mother that was weighing her down.
Her grandma used to say, “Don’t just do something — sit there!” It felt so magical to just sit, to sit with your man in the
y ambience of an amazing Hollywood restaurant and be waited on by pretty, young, happy-faced servers, talented, gorgeous people with probably the same exotic/normal hopes and dreams you had, actors, singer-songwriters & painters, plus Reeyonna thought a lot of them were more like her too in that they didn’t necessarily think of themselves as “artists” but of the type, say, who might want to become crime scene investigators or forensic pathologists should they have the time and money to go to med school or whatever school or lab you needed to go train. The servers made you feel good about yourself, they wanted you to love the food and the ambience (how could you not?), they wanted you just to be you, & to love yourself because if you did , it would be so obvious , you would shine , and shine your light on others , thus making it easier for them to love themselves even if it looked like they already did because a person could always love themselves more and the more they loved themselves the greater their love could be for you and the whole world . From their table Reeyonna saw part of a huge stone statue in the garden dining area (the person she spoke to on the phone said the garden tables were booked 6 months ahead at minimum), which their server (an actor, gay, who said he’d just done a New Girl ) told them was an Indian god called Shiva. Shiva was young and freshfaced handsome, just like one of the servers, he looked so amazing and peaceful, a little like Ryan Seacrest but more manly, Shiva’s smile reminded her of Adam Levine’s right at that moment when his eyes are closed in blissful meditation and he’s about to press the button before the others. As Reeyonna sat there taking everything in she decided not even to let the baby weight she put on—30 lbs. — upset her. On the ride over they passed a Nike billboard that said you are entirely up to you, make your body, make your life, make yourself. She’d learn a lot from Nike ads/affirmations & decided now was the perfect time to truly “make” this body — and this life — her own. Because suddenly it was so clear how a small ripple that began with a romantic dinner at Sur between two people who loved each other & loved their servers and all the patrons too on a faultless dusk soon-to-be (not soon enough!) night in West Hollywood (as Shiva & perhaps some older celebrities in the garden looked on) could expand and travel one knew not where, becoming a wave of light & love that helped to make the world a better place.
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