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On Friday afternoon I went up to Times Square to grab a POWER LUNCH with Ross!
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Later that afternoon I went up to MTV to catch up with Ross Martin. Check out the view on Ross!
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Later that night I went out to Brooklyn and grabbed dinner with Ross!
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Ross Martin totally surprised me by showing up! I hadn't seen him in months!
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Ross looks like a tired Pappa Bear while Mer watches little Dash tell us about his day.
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Hahahaha.
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All snuggled up in my new undies I walked to Ross Martin's new office (he's a big shot at MTV's new MTVu channel) so we could have lunch!
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On Saturday I went back down to Mandarin Court for dim sum brunch with Ross Martin (Two weekends in a row! I knew I got that hepatitis shot a few months ago for a reason!).
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Ross showing off a delicious fried sesame-bun type thing. (I think it was filled with red bean paste?)
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Me, Ross, Marianna and someone I don't know! (doh.)
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Soooooo good.
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Jordana, Ross and Britney.
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"You're a jew!"
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Ok, ok - not Britney Spears, but a really good Britney Spears lookalike.
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Hahahaha. He looks like he's doing the "Happy Snoopy" dance.
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Hahaha. Ross telling wifey to beat it (*Bonus points to Jordana for pulling the "You're in trouble" face that eventually inspired Dashiell's infamous "Whatchoo talking 'bout, Willis?" look
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Ross has a Philip Roth-esque crush on everyone's favorite pop shiksa, so Jord thought it would be funny to have Britney come perform a lil' birthday dance for the birthday man.
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Check that mug out - he's like Paul Fifer and Kevin Arnold rolled into one (while Grant's busy working hard to look like the fourth friggin Bee Gee).
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Jordana even went as far as to take all these great pictures of Ross as a young whipper snapper and have them blown up! Ross the Soccer Star.
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And then, fearing he didn't look "surprised enough" in the above photo, he posed for this "I'm REALLY surprised" photo.
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Steve, Ross and Ameen.
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Saturday night we all snuckity snuck over to Frank Wyle's (Jordana's grandfather) house in Brentwood for Ross Martin's 30th Birthday Surprise Party! Here's Ross reaction when he walked into the house to find fifty people!
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Aw, yeah. Drum corp lemme hear you. (ps - nice hat).
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And then it was time to open presents! Here's Ross showing off his Juicy Couture Hanukah sweats. Mazel Tov!
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We got to Ross & Jord's just in time to have a lovely Hanukah dinner with Ross' parents.
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After food, Ross screened the most recent cut of Grant's TV pilot, "Granted."
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Ross and Jord.
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Here's Ross completely bewildered by the magic of his MAGIC WALLET.
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After brunch, Grant and I met up with Pappa Ross and took Dash for a stroll down the the boardwalk at Santa Monica (I think).
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After the museum, I drove back to VH1's production offices to meet up with Ross, Grant and Charlene. Grant had been up at Jordana & Ross' ranch house in northern California working on a book and Charlene was out from London visiting him. He had to come back down to do some voice-over work for his pilot.
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Fast forward fourteen months and little baby Dashielle's all growed up! Have you ever seen a fucking cuter kid in your life? Seriously? Here proud Papa Ross as Dash gives his now famous Arnold-esque "whatchoo talking about, Willis" sideways glare.
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From the airport I headed right to Ross & Jordana's house in the valley. I had a wonderful dinner and then after a few hours of catching up, we all went to bed.
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Hahahaha. Cutest. Kid. Ever.
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After bidding farewell to Dash and Jord, Ross took me to VH1's production offices to show me the television pilot (that he created and exec produced) starring none other than...
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Here's the side by side comparison: The real Ross Martin's on the left and the Ogrified Ross Martin is on the right. If you squint a little, you almost can't tell who's who! Hahahah.
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...a huge Cretan man that looked like a bizarro "Ogre Version" of our good friend Ross Martin. Not willing to let him escape undocumented, we dispatched Chris (who speaks fluent Greek) to tell the giant Ross-Ogre (R'ogre, if you will) that he looked just like a friend of ours and would he mind posing for a picture. There was an uncomfortably long pause as he pondered our request (which I spent fearing he was about to crush all of our heads like grapes) but instead he gave a polite nod and posed for this fantastic pic.
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Here's Jord & Ross with their rad son Dashiell (who you may remember from way back when when he was real little!).
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Ross, me and Kate.
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After a tour of their killer house...
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Ross, Grant, Notorious B.I.B, Tookie and me. Good luck on the west coast!
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Mom & Dad Martin (/Morgan) with Dashielle.
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Look at those matching cheeks.
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Who is that handsome, suburban Dad on tha go?
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Ross and Dashiell. Yep, same profile.
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Me, Poet/Bitch Ross Martin & Melly-Mel K hiding her drunken, shameful face!
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From Left: Jock, some friend of Jordana's who loaded the truck "all wrong", Ross, Grant and Sameen.
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Well, three steps into his "run," the board let out a loud "CRACK" and Grant bailed (like we all knew he would). Again, check out Ross screaming with laughter in the background.
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Ross and Grant. Grant is pointing to these drunk women in the background. They were piss-ass wasted and bitching about how badly the Yankees had gotten beaten the previous night in the first game of the World Series.
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There was this errant piece of wood that we leaned against the truck and in typical "I'm a British Idiot" fashion, Grant started talking smack about how it would be totally easy to run up it into the truck. Well, it quickly escalated into a dare and Grant (after 10 minutes of praying to the English god of Pussydom) slowly worked up the nerve to give the stunt a shot. (Check out Ross screaming in the background).