In: stuff
16 Aug 2005“You actually remember the fifties? Wow.”
Now I know how Gramma felt when I quizzed her about life before the turn of the [last] century. Bemused.
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.