So I’ve met maybe seven? arguably famous people. But those are not interesting stories.*

Here are the two stories about the celebrities I encountered but did not actually meet:

When I lived in LA I (literally) bumped into a very hot famous dude who I cannot name as that would be indiscreet (Kiefer Sutherland). It…

Or, Why I See Myself the Way I Do.

Let’s say you are casting a television commercial for, let’s call it, Major Japanese Car Producer (MJCP). You need three women: blonde, brunette, redhead. One man. All beautiful, that goes without saying.

The casting agent does the first cull, but they don’t want to leave out The One,…

I was going to call this, The People in My Head, but that sounded a little disturbing.

So this is how I see things sometimes:

My Soul lives in a snug cottage with a massive stone hearth that holds a roaring fire. It’s in a tropical place with the sounds of the surf drifting through the windows.

And yeah I know there are…