So I work from home now. Have done so for months now. The other day I was happily working away when I heard a voice. It sounded pretty close. I paid a little attention and thought, “Hey. That sounds like Peter Sarsgaard.” I mean, it sounded really close. In the room, in the apartment kinda close. I looked around and, of course didn’t see him. I shrugged went back to work. The voice persisted, though. Where the hell is that coming from?!? I looked out the window across the street and scanned the sidewalks. Nope. No Peter. There was that voice again!
I tried to ignore it. I tried to keep working. But there was that voice again! Finally, I stand up and look as directly down as I can. And there, right in front of my building, two flights down on the sidewalk is Peter Sarsgaard. He’s talking to someone about somethingorother. As I look down he crosses to the other side of the street.
So I guess what I’m trying to say with all this is just this: Peter Sarsgaard lives in my area. How cool is that? 
P.S. Hey, Peter! Stop by sometime! 
