To: Bill Ulrich who wrote (1258 ) 12/6/1997 4:16:00 PM From: Hoatzin Respond to of 4295
Bill, Bad news to report on the Kathy Lee front, I'm afraid. Things started out just great. She sent the limo for me, since it was quite a long drive out to her place in Connecticut. The TV in the back of the limo seemed to only play repeats of her show, "Live with Regis and Kathy Lee", and there seemed no way to turn the volume down. But, I didn't really mind, that Regis is a really funny guy, I could listen to him all day. When I finally arrived at the Gifford mansion, I was a little surprised that she would open the door at 10 AM dressed in Spandex, but she invited me in and it was all very businesslike at first. We sat in her gorgeous Euro-style kitchen, and started arguing over boring details, like the minimum wage we could pay 12 year old Honduran girls. I though she was just being a good hostess when she offered me a drink, so I said "Sure", expecting a San Pellgrino or something. Well, I don't really have a sweet tooth, so the Kuhlua and Dr Pepper cocktail she handed me was not that enjoyable. But I'm polite to a fault, and, after the fourth or fifth one, things started to get a little fuzzy. I'm pretty sure we had signed agreements for the entire line of FBN-Wear, but I don't remember much between then and when I woke up on the floor in a pool of Kuhlua. It was dark outside, there were contracts all over the floor, but no sign of Kathy Lee. And then Frank walks in! He was pretty cool about the whole thing really, gave me his autograph, said come back any time, even told me a joke:"What did Ellen say to Kathy Lee Gifford? Can I be Frank with you?" Well, I didn't quite know whether to laugh or not, and I high-tailed it out of there sans contracts. Sorry. Do you think Rosie O'Donnell might know anyone?