you know, i might live to regret writing this, but i really enjoy being the subject of the occasional celebrity gossip tidbit.
especially when the gossip that i’m involved in is benign and mildly incorrect.
for example, the nypost’s page 6 reported that on saturday i went to a saturday night live cast party and that i was with some big, burly security guards.
i was at the cast party, but i was with a couple of friends, and certainly not any big, burly security guards. it is worth noting that i’m kind of little, so a lot of people might look big and burly when standing next to me. but nonetheless i’m always kind of tickled when i’m the subject of benignly mistaken gossip.
like when it was reported that i was having orgies on my roof. in fact, sometimes i’m envious of the gossip, cos it’s so much more interesting than the life that i actually lead. maybe it would be fun to be surrounded by big, burly security guards. and maybe it would be fun to have orgies on my roof. and maybe someday i’ll try these things, but in the meantime i’ll just have to content myself with living vicariously through the gossip-mill.
and i’m sure that my enjoyment of being benignly handled in gossip circles would change if people started writing really nasty things about me. but who knows, if people wrote funny and nasty things about me i might be too entertained to actually get upset.
off to the culture forum. if you’re there, look for me. i’ll be the stinky bald guy spouting platitudes.
-moby
