Just a quick note to any famous people that may be reading my blog. A simple request: Please stop dying. I’m getting tired of being surprised, and I’m developing TMJ from my jaw continually dropping. Your bad health is just not good for my health.
Rose petals, to be exact.
There are these rose bushes outside of my home. Very pretty, indeed – as long as the roses are in bloom. Then, you better look fast, because the things don’t just lose a few petals as they pass their prime, they seem to literally explode – you go out the next day, and the rose is gone, with a littering of petals all over the ground.
So, I hear that NBC’s My Own Worst Enemy has been canceled. Frankly, that’s just fine with me, considering I just gave up on it and took it off the record list.
Sure, it will never happen. Sure, it’s been talked about before. But tonight on The Half Hour You’ll Never Get Back, Steve actually tosses his hat into the ring, and I get to talk to Ted Koppel, who has come out of retirement just for my show – actually, he says it’s because he has nothing better to do, but I think he’s a kidder.
I’ve come to the conclusion that talking to yourself can be not only helpful, but beneficial. So far, talking to myself is making people smile, laugh and write emails. Generally, the emails are even favorable.