Emerz and I are on the phone, talking ups and downs, ins and outs, the revolving door policy at Silver Hill and Hollywood Video. I say that Owen Wilson hasn't done shit in a while now, not counting the movie starring that dog and Marley or any late-night romps at some museum.
"He's in recovery, getting off that H," says Emerz.
"Hudson?" I say. "And here I was thinking I was the only one who watched Bride Wars with a belt around my neck."
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