A Wonder Woman Double-Latte: At Starbucks with Lynda Carter

Obama, I Beg You: Extend the Patriot Act!

!!! Feb 25 Update:
Celebrity Romp Plea Heeded: Obama Reverses, Signs Patriot Act Extension.

After her Hollywood success beautiful Lynda Carter (don't call her "Linda!") married Robert Altman - no, not Pret-a-Porter, Nashville and The Player Bob Altman, but Washington insider and J. Clark (BCCI scandal) Clifford confrere "super-lawyer" Robert Altman.  A Hollywood-on-the-Potomac SuperHero marriage.

A question of cup size...

In 2000, I was living a few streets away from the Heroes in Potomac MD, and involved in some technology start-up projects around the busy Washington region.

All day long one would ping-pong from Starbucks (Potomac, Bethesda) to The Palm (Tyson's Corner), to the Hyatt (Reston), and then into the District to the Four Seasons, the (other/original) Palm, the Jockey Club, or the Washington Hotel rooftop (all downtown) pitching and hearing pitches: Exhilaration and Nonsense in unequal measure.  "Stimulation."

Hot Camaro w/Lynda hood art, courtesy AirBoston Graphics

While the hustle was bustling, a low sexy murmur whispered in the background.  There is a class of women whom you know from Bravo's "Real Housewives" franchise, who sport the daytime uniform: make-up, diamond tennis bracelet, and track suit.  We wags called these "eating suits," because usually the Real Housewives of Potomac wore this costume to drop off the kids at pre-school, hit Starbucks, then the salon, and lunch at the Hunter's Inn before perhaps cozying up for a golf lesson at the Congressional Country Club (or a private riding lesson with an Argentine polo star).

Lynda Carter didn't need any of that stimulation - but this particular morning she did need caffeine, so she breezed into Starbucks and out again, a tall go-cup in her beautiful hand.

She came at me face-first.  And smiled!  Navy blue track suit; no golden wrist shackles nor tiara.

I did not even manage the pathetic "You're! You're/- uhh - Lynda Carter!"

Instead, there my meeting and I sat, flat-footed and slack-jawed.  The blue eyes sparkled and she sparkled.

"Change their minds and Change the world!" And then she was out of my life forever.

How Much Froth Can An All-American Boy Stand?