Last night, I went to LA's iconic italian eatery Dan Tana's with my boyfriend and his parents (who are in town from the east coast) and lo and behold, in the booth next to us sat Larry King and a bunch of his buddies. I guess when you're going through a messy public divorce, boys night out is not just a tradition, but a necessity. I wanted to so badly to scoot into the booth right next to Larry (who was wearing a Dodger's hat instead of his signature suspenders), give him a BLOW OFF business card, and ask him if the rumors about him and his wife's sister were really true. I couldn't hear everything Larry and his buddies were saying, but I'm guessing it went something like "chicks, man. they're all bitches." My boyfriend's mom said he was still wearing his wedding ring (according to TMZ, the divorce may be on hold) and that his friends warned him against ever getting married again. It has got to be a little frustrating to not be able to make a relationship work at seventy-six years old.
I guess the good news is, whether we're married or divorced, young or old, there's nothing like a night out with long-time friends, good booze, and fatty foods, to make us feel like a blow off is just a temporary set back and that in the words of Gloria Gaynor, we will survive.
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