Getting elbowed in the head on the Nicole Richie beat
A tip from a source got me out of bed a whole hour earlier this morning for a trip to the Glendale courthouse, where celebri-tant Nicole Richie plans to plead guilty to her DUI charge from last year. But then I wasn't the only one to get the tip, with the rest of the Los Angeles media brigade kickin' it outside for the big arrival.
It's like the Oscars, but with the velvet rope replaced by the yellow police tape, and the court handlers were passing out little orange tickets in case the courtroom gets too packed and they have to raffle the seats, but it didn't come to that. And let's face it, it's Nicole Richie, not Paris Hilton.
Since I'm just a writer, I waited inside the building, away from the cameras. Richie arrived in a black SUV in the arm of her boyfriend, rocker Joel Madden (a proud Glendalian, just like The Game). The couple and their entourage cruised past sheriff's security and waited outside Glendale Superior Court Department 1 along with the media throng -- probably two-thirds credentialed broadcast and print crews, one-third curious onlookers and bloggers. One woman in a brown sweater-coat carried an In Touch magazine in a grocery bag into court -- what was her deal?
I sat two rows behind Richie -- just close enough to read the tattoo on the back of her neck. It says "Richie" -- in case she forgets her famous last name, I guess.
I'm not going into the acutal hearing -- you can read the whole story here -- but the thing was over within a half-hour. Meanwhile, reporters compared notes on what happened as Richie and her crew left the building. The shooters get agitated, but this time I was caught outside between the curb and her SUV.
The next thing I knew, dozens of photogs suddenly turned in my direction, pushing over each other to squeeze a few shots of the departure. That's where the elbow to the head came -- a slight bump that ejected me to the rear of the pack. No big deal -- we all gotta pay the bills, and I had to run over to the DA's news conference.
The TV folks peppered Deputy District Attorney Carolyn Lugo with their two obsessions -- whether Richie will do her four days in jail in the county slammer or in a nice city jail, where there's TV and Internet access; and what is the lesson to be learned here.
That one had me chuckling. Uh...I don't know, don't drive while high? But a fellow reporter turned to remind me of etiquette -- I was not supposed to laugh OUT LOUD -- don't want to hurt any feelings.



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