A brush with fame

Story Of The Day. I was at the Common Ground in Hampden today having a coffee and bagel lunch, when in walked a woman, who I seemed to recognize slightly, with three other people—two men and one woman. Although she looked familiar I couldn’t place her and didn’t want to stare. However, when I caught her looking at the poster I had just put up, I stared a little bit. It was Kima from The Wire! One of the characters from my perennial obsession right there before me. I really wanted a picture of/with her and with my polaroid slung over my shoulder it could have, should have been a done deal. Except that I couldn’t remember her real name. See, I didn’t want to be some crazy obsessed fan (ahem…) and say, “Kima! Kima!” No, I’d much prefer to approach her with her real name—maybe then I’d seem less crazy. But try as I might, I just couldn’t recall it (her name). Then she left. Then I called my friend Loran and asked him to look up her real name from The Wire website just in case I happened to see her on the street later. He found it. Sonja Sohn. I knew that. Didn’t see her again.

2 Responses to “A brush with fame”

  1. gloria Says:

    hm…..u being shy??? doesn’t sound like u.

  2. chief Says:

    You should’ve asked her if she’s enjoying Homicide.

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