Found this if it helps...

It seems Guy’s celebrity is tearing his family apart.

Not me, but my brother: He wanted to be Chewbaca (it was the late 70s) so my mom made and entire costume of faux fur and decided that for the face she would glue the fur on. She used rubber cement. (!!!) At recess he came up to me in the playground really woozy, leaning on me. “I don’t feel so good. I feel weird.” I…

When I was in college in the 90s and we were all drunk one night I said I really loved Morrissey. My long-haired rocker friend yelled, “No you don’t, you just don’t.” I said it again. He said “If you say you like Morrissey one more time I am going to pour this beer over your head.”

I was soaked in beer the rest of the…

I did a triathlon a few weeks ago and I HATE RUNNING SO MUCH! The experience was fun, but next time I’d do a relay and handle the swimming, which I rock at, and let some other masochist run.

I told all y’all about Dallas before.

That’s exactly how our system works. If you rat someone else out your life is spared. What could go wrong? Criminals seem like an honest lot.

There’s a series on Netflix Called Death Row Stories that has story after story of people exonerated from death row. It’s fascinating and I learned a lot watching it. Specifically that when a wrongful conviction happens the egos and reputations of everyone in the system that put the person there keeps them from…