In: Journal
20 Dec 2004Yesterday, I was invited to a spontaneous, early Christmas dinner at a house in the mountains east of San Diego, where I stayed for a few weeks last spring–very clean air, renovated for MCS, HEAVENLY place. Oh, it was wonderful to sit around a beeswax-candlelit table out on the porch [for the man of the [...]
In: In Memoriam
3 Dec 2004My dear friend Betsy is gone after what seemed a lifetime of pain. I am both sad to know that we will never talk and joke again, and happy that she is finally free. My first memory of Bets and her partner Kathleen was a cry for help on a list for people with chemical [...]
In: Blog
24 Nov 2004War has killed two million children in the last decade alone. Four million children have become disabled and hundreds of thousands serve as child soldiers. Nearly half of all refugees worldwide are under 18, and across the globe, an estimated 25 million children have been uprooted from their homes as a result of war. BEYOND [...]
In: Journal
23 Nov 2004As you may know, my ex was staying here (for a couple of weeks that stretched out to three fucking MONTHS) after some major surgery last summer. A month ago, I told him it was time to leave, gave him $60 and drove him to the beach. He’s got real problems with taking care of [...]
In: Blog
20 Nov 2004Listen to music a little louder, dance a little crazier, sing out loud in the shower, honk your horn for no reason, give your dog an extra treat, call your mother and tell her you love her, hug your friends even if they aren’t the touchy-feely type, eat french fries once even though your diet [...]
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.