I consider myself an open book. But over the years it has been made clear to me that I’m not so much an open book as a coded book, the key to which has long been lost, now locked up in Fort Knox and guarded by a three-headed dog. And when it comes to my [...]
I wrote about friendship the other day, and how some friendships wither over time. One anonymous commenter wrote that they could not and would not be friends with many people who were close friends of theirs in the past. “We can’t change if we hold on to the people who prefer we remain the person [...]
So I’ve been thinking about David Carradine lately and what a horrible way that is to go. I mean, presumably he was enjoying himself until the bitter end. But dude. Now there will forever be that imperceptible asterisk on his bio, like Elvis and the toilet or… or… okay, I can’t think of anyone else [...]