Despite the kindle, nook and ipad, Whitley and I still like to read paper, and we buy three newspapers every day–the Los Angeles Times, The Financial Times and the New York Times–and read even MORE of them on weekends, when we add the weekend Wall Street Journal to the mix.
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I just finished watching the fourth film I’ve appeared in and as usual, I was somewhat disappointed. It seems like the most important things I have to say are always left on the cutting room floor.
In the first film, which was supposed to be part of a reality series on a cable channel, I was totally left out, relegated to a nodding presence, occasionally seen in the background, so I was just as glad the show never aired.
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This weekend we went to a wonderful play at a theater that’s very near the hospital I was at for 6 weeks in 2004, after an aneurysm burst inside my brain. I was actually "out of it" for more like 2 months, since I spent some time at another hospital, because the ambulance always takes you to the closest place. Whitley (with the help of his brother Richard, who’s a lawyer) soon managed to get me transferred to UCLA, which was a much better place for my problem.
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Human sexuality is supposed to be "seasonless," meaning that people have sex all the time, while animals usually confine this activity to the spring. But most women soon learn that spring affects our males as well–they get a spring in their step, they eye the girls, and if they’re bold, they may even come up and whisper something in your ear. If you’re in a store, the nearest male will come up and ask if he can help you (while he ignores the man you came in with). Whitley and I actually USE this in places like computer stores and office supply stores, where one is likely to be ignored–I tell him, "Don’t worry, I’ll just wear a tight tee shirt."
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