LEAPIN' LEPRECHAUNS ... AT 7TH AND MONTANA!

Blarney filled the air at 7th and Montana this morning as a Mysterious Visitor from the Emerald Isle made the scene ... and let's just say he was one Cork short of a County. I first heard about him from Screenwriter Nat. "Hey, Marty, have you met the interesting new character sitting around the corner?" asked Nat, smiling, "He's really something." "Howso?," I asked, wondering whether or not to break out the Spycam. "Well, it's hard to get a word in edgewise with him, but within five minutes he had told me that he's never had sex in his life," Nat said. "I'm on it," I replied, springing into action. It was a long way to his table -- not unlike a trip to Tipperary -- but it was well worth the effort. "How dee do?," he asked, the moment I arrived. He looked like a cross between Yoda and a Retired Leprechaun and sounded like a Spokesman for Lucky Charms (the frosted oat cereal with the sweet surprises). "First of all, let me offer you a Sincere Apology," he began, "Can you ever forgive me for interrupting your conversation with two such Beautiful, Young Women?" I had no idea what he was talking about. "Such Gorgeous, Young Specimens," he continued, "Nice, Firm Bodies ..." I quickly cut him off. "I don't recall speaking with any Beautiful Young Women this morning," I replied, "I must be having another one of my Lapses." He changed the subject. "You're an Actor, aren't you!," he said. "No," I replied, "You must have me confused with someone else." "I'm sure I recognize you," he said, "I've seen you in something." "Alright," I humored him, "You got me ... I'm an Actor. I play the part of a Corporate Stiff!" Sometimes, I guess, you just have to go with the flow ...