a dream, a call to arms, and an anecdote (embarrassing but true)
2004-10-12 @ 9:30 a.m.
Everyone should read discothekid today. (and sign the nice petition too).
I had a dream this morning that I was at a house party at trancejenís house (I know?! But my kids were playing blissfully with the J-man and all adults were hanging in peace, it was awesome) and I was pitching a new reality show to some network guy there. (??!! Again. I KNOW. Thatís why it was a dream.) My pitch was that the Daddyman should let TOM ARNOLD adopt his baby (not my child, but it wasnít stated if it was an evil KGB baby) and live with him during the transition, and that would be the reality show.
Itís actually kind of genius, I think.
I went on several secret dates with Tom Arnold in 1988 or 89, right as the tabloids were saying he and Roseanne were having an affair. He said it wasnít true. We had a lot of fun, he was actually fit (on some crazy diet + cocaine), really fun to hang out with, and he really liked me. He was also really nervous, but I figured it was the coke. (I was 20 at the time). I met him through Curtiss A. Tom kept saying that I was brilliantly funny and he would get me a writing job in CA, which made me laugh. He used the same hair products as me and thought I was cool to wear clunky menís shoes. Two weeks later, Roseanne left her husband and they were publicly a couple.