Why I write

Some do it for fame. Others for money. But this here is WHY I WRITE Harry Kennison called me. I was on the phone when Harry’s call clicked in. I didn’t recognize the number. No reason I should have. Harry’s never called me before. He said his name twice, then added, “I’m Kyle’s dad.” Kyle [Read More...]

Porn: Not just Weiner's problem

Years ago when I was working at a beat reporter, I interviewed a delightful young man who had the good fortune to work with one of the most notable producers in Hollywood — Quentin Tarantino. He’d landed the job as a production assistant or something of that nature because he knew somebody who knew somebody. That [Read More...]

Lady Gaga's a Fake & You aren't great

Listen up all you monsters. You know who you are — Lady Gaga is a fake. There is nothing, I repeat, nothing authentic about her, not even her ability to bamboozle you. Oh, sure, she can sing, but then again so can American Idol’s Scotty McCreary. But I bet you won’t see him prancing around [Read More...]


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