Saturday, October 14, 2006

early evening

I Feel Like The World’s Worst Friend

Can you sell someone out who didn’t seem to tell you a truthful fact about most of their vital information?  You’d sort of think not, wouldn’t you?  I contacted a reporter because I was told the reporter was her “friend”, and I did it “off the record”.  Only when the “real” person confirmed that it wasn’t her, did I give the okay for the story.  Now, I’m sitting here terrified to see the damned thing.  I wish I could take it all back, even though I’m not guilty of anything.  So real L or SL, I’m sorry.  Hey, maybe something will happen and a better story will come along for Michele.  I never wanted any publicity.  This is how it all started, “This is going to be a weird email, but I need you to hang in there until the end.  I’ll try to be brief.  Also, I need this to be completely off the record.  Actually, not being a writer or a lawyer or whatever, maybe I should just send part of this to you before I go into detail about it.  I feel like a creep writing it, but if something super weird is up, I’d feel like more of a creep if I hadn’t written it.”

And it ends with me sitting here regretting being lied to, I guess.  Regretting telling someone else that I was lied to?  I don’t know.  But I’m miserable.  Whoever you are, if you’d told me the truth, I wouldn’t have told anyone.  And frankly, I don’t think I would’ve even cared.  Others of you reading, don’t think this is license to lie to me now.  This was lying with special circumstances.  I’m not sure what they were, but for some reason they didn’t matter.  It was someone I never planned on meeting in real life, so certain things didn’t make a difference.  But, I just wanted to find out what was true, and what wasn’t.  I wish I’d left it a big weird mystery.  I’m sorry.

updated - okay, the article wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be.  It was quite reasonable.  Thanks, Michele.

late morning

Happy Birthday, Kelly, La La La

It’s a weird weather day here in Las Vegas - I hope it’s better in Canada.  We had stay up late and get up early because of thunderstorms (our back yard is a HUGE puddle) and sissy Eli.  Leigh-Ann is now trying to sleep off the hours she missed doggiebabysitting.  I’m hanging out cleaning up Cricket diarrhea.  Oh, we sure know how to celebrate your birthday (and anniversary); it’s a rockin’ party here in Vegas.  Come, come join us!

Your birthday is shared by LOTS of, uh, interesting people :  Abul-Fath Djalal-ud-Din, 3rd Mogol emperor of India, 1556-1605 ; Joseph AF Plateau, Belgium, physicist, blinded-stared at Sun 25 secs;, Ralph Lauren; Thomas Dolby; Lourdes Marie Ciccone Leon, daughter of singer Madonna;  Nelson Van waes, CFL defensive linebacker for the Saskatchewan Roughriders;  Rashid Latif, cricketer, Pakistani wicket-keeper; Greg Evigan, actor, BJ-BJ and the Bear, Melrose Place; John Dean III, former White House counsel, Watergate figure; Dwight D Eisenhower, Denison, Texas, R, 34th President, 1953-1961, /Gen, WW 2; Constant van Crombrugghe, Flemish monastery founder; William Penn, English Quaker and founder of PA; e. e. cummings, Cambridge Massachusetts, poet, Tulips and Chimneys; had enough yet?; and Natalie Maines of the Dixie Chicks.

 

Whoops, I had a script embedded that had “today in history”, but apparently you can’t pick a particular day, so it was going to keep changing.  Hrumph!  So, here’s a direct link to Events That Happened on October 14th