I had an old friend from San Bernardino call me yesterday afternoon. She was telling me she was trying to decide how to describe me to her friends who don't know me. She usually fell back on "That gay Jew from Texas." (In the Inland Empire, many don't know my name, but apparently when they are told, "He's that gay Jew from Texas," they know exactly who I am. I am a quasi-legend in my own time.) But now she told someone that "He's that gay Jew from Texas who is moving to Washington state to live in with a commune full of pagans." And that someone replied, "You have to be kidding me."
Such a life. Such a life.