I am writing this with one eye. That might not be wholly accurate, as my fingers are doing the typing, not the left eyeball. The right eye is swollen shut. Well, not entirely true either--it’s glued shut with the gel of an aloe vera plant. The literal piece of the aloe vera plant’s tip. What a random and lucky break that we shot that commercial for the Eastern Bank of Boston. What a … [Read more...]
You Can Lead a Horse to Wine (and She Will Drink)
Clif is lean, handsome, and lovely: my dear chap. He has put up with my uncensored crap for nearly 17 years. And we do a good job of getting together regularly and keeping in touch. In fact, I probably wouldn’t be writing this, if not for Clif blowing all kinds of smoke up my self-esteem. He encourages me to put all of my wacky stories to the page. He says that the stuff that happens to me … [Read more...]