I wanna dance.
I haven’t felt this good in 20 years, not even when I was regularly —– this —- star.
Last night I had dinner with a beautiful African girl.
Today I had my Alexander Technique lesson.
I’m letting my neck be free as I write this and my back is lengthening and widening.
You should see it when I don’t have my shirt on.
Then I had my acupuncture.
Oy, my intern is the best! She’s so hot, she makes my yellow fever boil!
Afterwards, I watched NFL Live, wrote a mean blog post about rape kits, and did Torah Talk with Joey Kurtzman.
Then I lugged 20 pounds of paper from Staples to the hovel and walked two miles listening to Jack Kerouac’s On The Road.
Now I’m watching "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" and eating freshly cooked split pea soup!
Curious writes: "Has she read your site? Your writing hardly warrants a handshake let alone sex."
"Did you name drop Mr. Marcus? That’ll get you in like Flynn!"
