Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sigh. I never met her, but I'm a little sad today about Liz Taylor passing away. So far that's the only symptom of aging that I've run into: great people keep leaving, and the people who replace them aren't quite up to snuff. Liz goes, Megan Fox comes. Richard Pryor goes, Lisa Lampanelli comes. Teddy Pendergrass goes, John Legend comes.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a Broadway show. When it opens, I'm surrounded by Vanessa Redgrave and Laurence Olivier and Maggie Smith, and a couple years later I come out onstage and see James Belushi standing there.

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