A Few Things You Didn't Know About Me.
I used to be fun.

I let you know all kinds of stuff about me here on my blog. You know that I redid my whole house a few years ago, you know I have chickens, you even know when I have a yeast or bladder infection and what I do about it.

You know I've made my living as a television host and writer. I've let you know all this.

I'm a sharer. That's what I am.  Except food.  I *hate* to share my food.  Do NOT take a fry from my plate or I'll pluck your eyeball out and shove it up your nostril.

However, no matter how much I share, there will always be  things you don't know about me.

Take a listen to this little diddy by The Four Horsemen from the early 90's. If you listen veryyyyy closely at the veryyyyy end of the track ... there I be. Clapping and (in an effort to distinguish myself from the other clappers) whistling. Yup. I'm a whistling fool. Go ahead ... give it a listen.
 

Now, I realize that it's very difficult to prove that the clapping and whistling is me, so you'll just have to believe me. For one thing if I was going to make something like this up, I'd probably pick a more popular song to attach myself to. Like "Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road". Although, looking back on it, this was the most popular song The Four Horsemen probably ever recorded. The song was recorded in a studio in Hollywood and I happened to be there at the time. The producer needed a bunch of people clapping at the end of the song, so we all stood around and clapped. (with me improvising a little with my whistle)

At one point, many, many years ago when I used to be ... well ... fun, I spent a bit of time in Hollywood with my friend and her fiancé. He was the lead singer in a band that was popular at the time. The band was called The Cult and the singer was Ian Astbury. You may have heard of them. Or not.

I haven't seen or spoken with Ian in years, but I'm still friends with his fiancé.  She's the one who does my hair actually!  She did his too back in the day.  That's why Ian Astbury always had beautiful, flowing, shiny black hair.  Because of Renee.

During that trip to Los Angeles I can't even begin to tell you the amount of people I met and went to dinner with and saw in concert.   Lemme tell ya, you see a whole different Hollywood when you're there with a rock star.  I have it all written down somewhere because I knew I'd probably forget half of who I saw/met later.  And I have.   Elton John is one I remember. He was sitting on a bench in gymnasium type seating at a party for a band I can't remember.  He looked sad.

It was an experience I'm kind of shocked my mother let me take. I was youngish at the time and I'd really just met Ian and Renee.   Mind you, this is the same mother who shoved me off to New York City when I was 16 with a friend. I didn't want to go ... she pushed me. So the two of us, 16 years old and stupid, boarded a plane and headed to the Big Apple.  It was THERE that I saw a true icon.

I've met countless celebrities through my job.  I was an entertainment reporter for 3 years and interviewed a plethora of bands and actors.  None of them thrilled me like this random encounter.

My friend and I were in the store Fiorucci with her cousin, an artist ... and there standing over to the right of the store was Andy Warhol.  The cousin screamed, I swore because I wasn't wearing my glasses and couldn't see him well and my friend  ... she asked who Andy Warhol was.  A year later Andy Warhol was dead.

So as we head into this weekend I thought I'd ask "Have you had a brush with celebrity?"  And did they give you a yeast infection?

Have a good weekend everyone!  Menu posted tomorrow, see you on Monday.