I went to an event in a sick penthouse in Manhattan last night. It was a Time Warner Cable thing featuring legendary 70s photographer Mick Rock. I went to get a drink from the open bar and when I looked across the room, I saw Shane McMahon. I'm not gonna lie, I kinda marked out. The friends I was with had no clue who he was. He looked over at me and I did a little Shane-O Shuffle to which he smiled. He called me and my friends over.... I was with a smoking hot girl so I think that could have been to my advantage.

We talked for a good 10 minutes about random things. I was sorta putting him over to my friends the whole time. "One time, this dude got belly-to-bellied into a glass window and fell on his head!!" Stupid drunk stuff like that but I held my own. He told me he had to retire from wrestling cause it was taking a toll on his body. He said his kids and him have a match every morning.

I told him my favorite match he was in was with Kurt... and he said "Mine too." It was cool because it wasn't a wrestling setting and he looked pretty bored before talking to me and my friends, so it didn't have the feeling of bothering him. He actually said it made his night. I asked him for a quick picture... he didn't mind at all. I probably could have talked to him longer. He seemed very happy. Before I walked away I joked that he's a "Silver-spoon mother ******." Yeah, I said it right to his face, and he just laughed.

Shane is a class act. His shoulders are huge. He was drinking bourbon on the rocks. Here's the picture.