Being Woken Up by a Potty Mouth Actor
Friday, March 2nd, 2007
Denis Leary woke me up this morning not the downpour of rain on my window. It was his gosh darned trailer and crew for his FX channel drama and dark comedy, Rescue Me. (Um.. what did you think I was talking about? The man is married, people!!!!)
Outside my window with their loud generators, vans, walkie-talkies and potty mouth talk – my window! No really. I open the curtain and boom there’s the door to one of the many trailers on both sides of my street. (Remind me in my next life to get an apartment not facing the street.)
Last time I saw Denis Leary and his crew they were filming outside of the church that was used for the Sex and the City wedding shoot for Charlotte. (But in the Sex and the City instance, Kristen Davis was outside her trailer in her rollers, chatting on her cell phone and not one potty mouth comment was heard.)
That first day I saw Denis in his cream suit and cell phone attached to his ear throwing around expletives the way my son throws pieces of meat filled ravioli off the table of his high chair. And from that day forward he’s been known as Potty Mouth Denis Leary to me.
Speaking of my son, Lukie, he just woke up. He was standing on my window sill looking out at the noisemakers. Knocking on the window. “Lukie, want a SAG card?” “Lukie go outside and tell them you want to be an extra on their filthy FX drama.” “Lukie tell them you want to be a baby super star with your little corkscrew hairdo.” His response? To just knock on the window and get excited that the rain was coming down.
*sigh* I’ll never be a showbiz mom. There go my dreams for early retirement.
