| October 3, 2008 | Filled under Shorts |
The trip was great fun. In Paris, Jimmy Buffet stood in front of me in line to buy a CD after a performance by the Spaghetti Western Orchestra. He was wearing a beret (dork) and was shorter, fatter and greyer than I would have imagined.
In London, C and I passed Ricky Gervais on the street while walking near Piccadilly Circus. He looked exactly like a middle-aged slightly paunchy average dude. Seeing him made my entire day.
And they’ve talked on the phone a handful of times. Oguchi called after Sept. 11 to make sure Otto and her family were safe, and Otto reciprocated after the earthquake and tsunami in Japan a little more than a year ago.Pen pals since 1949 meet up for the first time. So touching.
There is no greater happiness for a man than approaching a door at the end of a day knowing someone on the other side of that door is waiting for the sound of his footsteps.Marriage advice from Ronald Reagan, via Letters of Note
Learn How To Be a Starfucking Superfox!
Sigh. Anybody remember Groupie Central?
32 years ago at 7:22 a.m. Central Time I was born at Presbyterian Hospital in Oklahoma City. Birthdays on a Wednesday suck. I mean, how to celebrate?