Best-Of Advice

On being normal

I’ve been reading your blog now for a month or so and I can’t help thinking to myself you’re actually a normal human.  What I mean by this is that you merely use this as an opportunity to be someone you’re not in everyday life.  I would bet that you are no where near as brash and politically un-correct.  I don’t think it is possible to actually live the life you portray here.  Or am I wrong?

You’re not wrong. You’re not right either.

I am actually a normal human being. Beyond that, I can’t quite bring myself to accept your premise that a normal human being can’t think and act the way I do.

I don’t know what it’s like where you’re from, but bitches like me are a dime a dozen out here. I’ve just decided to write some shit down, is all. Is it really that hard to believe?

Maybe you’re imagining things to be far more fabulous than they appear. Sure, I have my share of fun, but if you bumped into me in a hotel lobby, you wouldn’t be magically transported into a Terry Rogers painting.

Shit man, this is LA. It doesn’t matter what side of the velvet rope you’re on at night. Come morning, we’re all stuck in traffic wishing we spoke more Spanish.


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