Self-Organizing Man

I’m actually writing this post from the Apple Store. Located in a new fantasy mall behind the Fairfax Farmer’s Market at Fairfax and 3rd, all the apple computers are wired. Who needs wi-fi when you have an apple store?

Don’t know what this says about anything. Maybe nothing. But I will add this experience to my first star-sighting.

Not Nicole Kidman nor Meryl Streep. No, yours truly and the Divine Ms. H. sighted none other than porn superstar Ron Jeremy. Waiting for our flight to Burbank we observed Mr. Jeremy in stained clothing, an achy breaky mistakey haircut, listening to his voicemail. His bad looks and balding head prove that men in porn only need megasausages, not style nor looks nor poise, to make it.