(Thanks for all the donations this week! They triggered this Saturday story post!) I hate six in the morning no matter which end of the day I see it on. Sunrise is not my time. I hated it even more, I think, because of how messed up I’d been on sleep all week. I had […]
When J. and I were done, we were lying there together, and the thing I felt most was grateful. Grateful he was there, that he existed, and that the world gave him to me. “I’m a lucky bastard,” I said. “That’s funny. I was just thinking the same thing,” he said. And then he kissed […]
The first person who accosted me in the main suite was someone I hadn’t been expecting but maybe should have. Lacey Montaigne hit me with a sing-songy “Da-ronnn!” and kissed me on the cheek like we actually knew each other. Fine. I know how to be nice to girls. Growing up with three sisters, it […]
Dinner was at the Russian Tea Room. I was expecting a place with doilies and small china cups. Apparently the name didn’t have much to do with the actual style of food. Far as I could tell it was standard fancy fare. Bart was always my gauge on that sort of thing and he gave […]
I don’t have anything exciting to tell you about Letterman. It went by so quickly. The whole day was a blur, with a press confab at the BNC offices, a promo photo shoot, a stop at the MTV offices to shoot some little segments for them, and then we got stuck in traffic trying to […]
It’s a good thing I had that nap in the car. The wake-up call came at sixty-thirty in the morning for me, meaning I got about four hours sleep after J. and I got out of the shower. Ziggy and I went to a radio station in midtown by limousine. In the back seat I […]
I needn’t have worried, I guess. When we got to the hotel, a party was in full swing, and before I could even start to make some kind of a plan, Ziggy corralled me just outside the suite door.
J. hit the next exit. When he rolled down the window to toss a quarter in the ramp toll basket the air smelled swampy. We rolled on up the road toward something that looked lit up about a half mile away. A diner. A real, honest-to-god diner. They made me sit down and have a […]
Ziggy was true to his word. He didn’t make me sit through listening to any of the others. He swigged down the Shirley Temple, coughing a little as if he went too fast, and then we got out of there. On the sidewalk he stumbled a little and leaned against me. “Ahhhahaha, that was fun. […]
We pulled into downtown not long after that. Okay, in case you are thinking the words “downtown” and “New Jersey suburbs” don’t go together, let me assure you, they do. Most people have the image of the Jersey ‘burbs being all these half and one-acre plots with ticky-tacky houses all over them. That’s true, but […]