David Bowie made me feel so much less alone and so much happier than I ever would have been without his existing. I miss knowing he's on the planet. He was my minister of strange, my muse of alienation and made looking like an androgynous alien look classy, fun and ever so attainable.
I will not be shamed for crying tears over my children as they grow their own wings. My tears celebrate their life, because I know every memory, hope and wish that exists in each hot drop that falls for only them.
Exactly one month ago, I boarded a one-way flight from Philadelphia to Los Angeles. It was overbooked. When I waited at the gate, an airline attendant offered me a $500 voucher to not take the flight. I considered it. I've never left home in my life.
EdTang tells it like it is: Seize the moment because the moment is all we have. He is a folk singer with a raspy voice similar to Tom Waits. And what comes out of his gritty voice communicates the message to contemplate less and act more.
I am going to tell you about a book coming in August from Simon & Schuster and compiled by Craig Brown. He is the "Private Eye" columnist for the Daily Mail and has been called "the wittiest writer in Britain today." The work is titled "Hello, Goodbye, Hello: A Circle of 101 Remarkable Meetings."