Drunk of the Week
Yeah, that's right, a drunk MIME. I couldn't believe it either, but there he was, rolling around on the dance floor, hands down his pants, quietly laughing really loudly. We found this inebriated Marcel Marceau at the grand opening of the new Northwest Film Forum. He was much more entertaining than those mimes who climb "pretend" ropes, and delicately sip "pretend" tea. I later heard a rumor that some girl punched him in the face so hard, she bloodied his lip.