Getting past the
everyday bullshit that somehow tries to suck the life out of me through my dry
eyeballs, I'm thinking about the amazing people I know, not in a "a friend of my sister's had lunch with Jet Li" rock star sort of way, but more of a "you
lucky, lucky, lucky person you." way.
Angela and Chris wrote
the most beautiful song ever, not that you'll hear it on your radio. It's called
Immortal. Cheryl, who turned 40 this week, has such an amazing personality 20 year old
beautiful boys hit on her.
Patrick has done movie artwork. Jack is going to
change the world and Brian is going to write about it. Jen is doing the voice of a lion on
PBS. And Jay and Lena? Above and beyond
the bullwhip incident and the
Quest for the Empty Grail for which they will be forever revered, they love me, which is
amazing in and of itself.
Real people with all the potential to
take over the universe, if we could just get
organized. Not that I care if we ever do. It's just cool that regardless of if I need to hotwire a car, find out how much cheese it would take to fill an elevator or simply discuss a new way to serve
grapefruit I have someone I can call. And that's just the people I've already met.