The extraordinary adventures of Bill

In addition to becoming unemployed, chatting up celebrities, and cutting a swath of destruction across the Midwest, I have, of course, continued to have many fabulous adventures since the last edition of the newsletter. On the romantic front, I have both loved and lost, although, to be perfectly honest, I did considerably more losing than I did loving. There was also a very brief period when I was dating three men at the same time, two of whom turned out to be dating each other. Yes, my life is a sitcom.
I took full advantage of my job before getting the boot -- I've seen five Broadway shows, a musical production of Reefer Madness, and witnessed a theatrical experiment that I can only describe as Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead meets The Love Boat -- all for free.
I've seen Concrete Blonde perform on Wednesday in New York and Friday in D.C., met They Might Be Giants, and hung out backstage with the soul-singing drag queen Yolanda and her Plastic Family. I've partied on rooftops, danced in warehouses, invited a Satanic priest to my birthday party, crashed a private birthday party at the Fat Black Pussy Cat, and sucked down $13 mojitos for free from a bartender who thought I was hitting on her. I've ridden the roller coaster on Coney Island, watched fireworks over the East River, and seen the New Year's Eve ball drop in Times Square.
It's been a good time.

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