Oh My Ryan Gosling
Standing outside Number 1 Chinese restaurant/bar last night (now named China One, apparently?) at around 2:30 am, when Ryan Gosling breezes by with two male friends in tow. Of course, I promptly freaked out—I mean, have you seen The Notebook? Thankfully, I managed to keep my cool until he'd walked past and couldn't see me anymore (at which point I did a little jumping-around-and-pointing thing that could have passed for a raindance in some cultures), but my friend A. took the opportunity to shout "Ryan Gosling!" as loud as she could, repeating it until he turned around and gave us a bemused wave from two blocks away. Drunken nights in the East Village with minor celebrities—it's what makes New York great.