Ok fine: it was getting a little "all bedbugs all the time" up in here for awhile, but this one was just doo damn juicy to ignore.
Apparently there is lil ole bedbug problem on the street in Cobble Hill where Norah Jones lives, and her friendly neighbors are more than happy to just place blame for the whole friggin thing on her. Oh, also, apparently there IS an upside to getting your place infested and bedbuggy after all!
"Danielle Gelfand takes the contrarian view in New York Press, arguing that bed bugs actually did good things for her building because they allowed her to finally bond with the neighbors she hadn't spoken to in 10 years. One way they bonded: by blaming someone else for the bug problem. Namely, Norah Jones: 'As the meeting started, a huge truck pulled up outside. For a moment, I got excited, thinking, Maybe it’s some sort of hazmat-style bug elimination team! But then I realized it was ABC Carpet and Home, delivering Norah Jones’ (who lives nearby) new furniture.'"
I have no clue if any of this shit is true, but I bet if Norah let the neighbors swim in her inground pool, they'd be willing to let this WHOLE thing go.