Courtesy of Pitch music and entertainment main man David Hudnall. The Scribe tells me the curtain will part sometime after 10 p.m. tonight on the alt weekly’s website – print pubs to follow tomorrow.
What to expect?
Pretty much anything and everything, since it appears Hudnall spent the better part of a month running down everybody from me to Craig’s dad, to the odd ex and however many Hollywood types.
“Well, David witnessed a couple incidents that I don’t know if he’s going to write about,” Glazer says. “He was at Stanford’s one night and he’d wanted to go hang out with me – go on a date or to a strip club – and we were still in the office when my door came flying open and there was a girl named Whitney. She’s a girl I used to date who used to have a Playboy Playmate, Anna Nicole Smith type body, but I hadn’t seen her in a while and she’d been drinking. So there she was, boobs hanging out in a little, bitty dress and she yelled, ‘I’ve got a cab out there and it’s $82 and I told him my boyfriend would pay for it’ – that being me.
“And I was a little embarrassed in the middle of an interview with the club full, so I went outside to talk to the cabdriver and left David in my office. Then when I got outside I saw all these police around my Lotus and I said, ‘What are you doing?’ and they said, ticketing it. So I started explaining to the cop that it was OK for me to park there (illegally) and now I was in the middle of three issues. I was going to move my car and the cop said, ‘If you touch that car I’ll arrest you because you’ve been drinking.’
“I told him I hadn’t been drinking and that made me mad. Plus they were going to tow it, and all of a sudden four cops showed up along with a tow truck. But my car wasn’t in a tow in zone – it was just in a spot in the parking lot with yellow stripes, meaning don’t park there – but I’ve parked there many times.
“Then my brother Jeff came out and calmed the cop down and one of the cops finally knew me. What was funny was the cab driver was yelling at the cops the whole time that he wanted his $82. And big-boobed Whitney had left and gone to Dave & Busters. And since she had no money, she was mooching free drinks at the bar with four middle aged women by saying, ‘My boyfriend owns Stanford’s. Let’s go there and I’ll buy your drinks.’ So next thing I know, there she is running up a big tab in the front bar at Stanford’s.
“And finally the cops decided they weren’t going to tow the Lotus and just wrote me a $30 parking ticket and Jeff moved the car. Then Jeff said, ‘We don’t need anymore trouble, so he gave the cabbie a one hundred dollar bill and he left happy.
“But Hudnall didn’t see any of that. So I went back to the office and was talking to David when Jeff stuck his head in and said, ‘I’m going to have Whitney arrested.’ Hudnall didn’t really know what was going on and it was too hard for him to catch up, but from what I understood, that’s the beginning of his story about me.
“So I went out to the front bar with Jeff and Jeff yelled, ‘I’m going to call the cops,’ and Whitney took off like an Olympic sprinter leaving the four women at the bar. And they were embarrassed because they didn’t know what was going on – it was like the Keystone Cops. And Hudnall said, ‘Yeah, you really should have a reality show’ but he didn’t see half what was going on.”
Check out the half Hudnall did see and/or hear tonight or on a news rack near you Wednesday!