Growing up in Hollywood.
That's my claim to fame.
Sure.
I knew some famous people.
Before they became famous.
Now they are much too busy and have not  the time nor inclination to recollect.

One of them became a very famous rock star.
He died.
Auto asphyxiation.

Another became an Oscar winning movie director.
and an alcoholic.
A drug addict.
A raging homosexual.
Inordinately fat.
And bald.

The 4.0 whiz kid became CEO of a Forbes 500 conglomerate.
He's now spending the rest of his life selling cigarettes two for one at club fed
for catching little boys unaware.

An old girl friend made it to the top of the entertainment industry and, I hear, escaped without a scratch.

She might even still know me.

If only I had the guts to ask,
but of course I don't.

I bite my fingernails.

What would would she think?