Remember my name

I’ve always wanted to be famous. Maybe not mobbed-by-paparazzi famous. Definitely get-a-good-table-at-a-swank-restaurant famous. Walk-in-a-bar-and-get-recognized famous. Okay, I already have that, but it has more to do with my drinking habits than fame. The plans for fame have taken many forms over the years. Stand-up comic, actor, writer, serial killer. I scratched that last one off […]