A year ago today, as I began this blog, the idea of sustaining a daily entry seemed so overwhelming that I assumed by now I’d be hanging on by my fingernails.
Then I came to realize that show business and life in Los Angeles are a veritable cornucopia of crazy. Monkeys shake my hand. Neighbors dive off balconies. Moms think my entries sound gay. The damn thing writes itself.
It’s been a pleasure. If you keep reading ‘em, I’ll keep writing ‘em.