Hobnobbery

My sister and brother-in-law just got back from London, where they had a fabulous (but wallet-draining) time. They went out one night and rubbed elbows with celebrities. My sister used to hang with some actors during her L.A. days — but I didn’t realize they were A-listers.

Brother-in-law and Samuel L. Jackson engaged in an intense conversation, possibly discussing the meaning of Ezekiel 25:17.



My (married) sister seems a little too familiar with Sean …



… even taking a sip of Connery’s cocktail.



My brother-in-law gets his flirt on with his beloved Susan Sarandon …



… but scores with fellow CHS grad Julia Roberts.



My sister helps Tom Jones get ready for the floor show.



The brother-in-law has Spielberg’s attention. Expect a sweeping epic about high-school football referees next Christmas.



I have no idea what’s going on here. Appears my sister is breathing life into the we-thought-he-was-dead Bob Marley.



If you’re headed to London, go here to party with the glitteratti.

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