You Know Not!

You know, I don’t think being famous is everything sometimes cracked up to be. For all the stuffed mailboxes and instant recognition, there are times when you just want to be private and you really can’t. I’m thinking about the celebrity babies born recently, and how the moms had to leave the country to have a baby in peace. That’s crazy, man. It’s not a lifestyle I’d like, I don’t think.

Have ever noticed that stars are never seen in real stores? I mean, no one meets John Travolta in the produce section of the grocery store. Instead you get glamour shots on Rodeo Drive, and reports of trips to Cartier. Where do they buy first communion gifts, Easter suits and baby shower gifts? That’s what this enquiring mind want to know.

Writing a blog is a lot like being in the painting business. If you don’t like how it turns out, you can always cover it up. I am not quite sure what I want to do here. I thought I wanted a political blog, but I am far too serious about politics for the little snippets I write here, nor do I have the time to write longer pieces on this blog. I never thought I had much interest in celebrities, and yet I find that I’m talking about that here and having fun. Celeb gossip suits my quirky sense of humor it seems.