PART TEN: AUGUST 1989 I have a small confession to make. I had to reconstruct some of the sequence of events of these upcoming chapters with the help of dates in Jonathan’s diary. I never realized before how handy it might be to have someone writing things down all the time. Honestly. Because thinking back […]
I got as far as unzipping my bags and pulling some of the stuff out onto the floor of my room so I could sort it into laundry loads, but before I actually got it sorted, Colin came in. He asked if I wanted to see some new computer music program he’d gotten with his […]
(Site news: we’re only $10 short of triggering a Saturday post, thanks to donations this week! If you’ve been meaning to donate some time soon, and you want more DGC more quickly, this is a good chance.) — If I had been a different kind of person, I would have kicked down Digger’s door in […]
I have no idea how this whole thing with the charity show got started. My impression was that Mills had cooked up the idea because he was part of some cadre of entertainment industry bigwigs who were trying to save the rainforest. Pardon me for being jaded but I find it hard to believe most […]
It’s probably going to come as no shock to any of you that in the back of that dark town car, Ziggy glued himself to me. This one wasn’t a stretch limo, just a Crown Vic, and I sat in the middle of the back seat with J. on one side and Zig on the […]
I had figured we would go down to Houston–which, by the way, is pronounced How-stin, not like the city in Texas–and catch a cab, because that was what Antonio had been planning to do. But when we got to the corner, there happened to be a limo sitting there, the driver leaning against the door, […]
I should tell you about everything I learned that night at dinner, but I can’t remember that much of it. Archie and Jonathan had read and loved many of the same books and had seen and loved many of the same movies, and the two of them being the two intellectuals went off on long, […]
I walked. Digger didn’t try to follow me, though the cabbie yelled at me as I slammed the door. I cut over one block and then kept walking uptown. Summer heat rose up out of the sidewalk but it felt good to be walking, because then at least I was doing something beside thinking “what […]
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 […]
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 […]