Remember the dinner party Kathy and I attended in Mesa two weekends ago, where I told the story about the Texas Hold-em dealer being a former sniper for the LAPD, who was involved in the SLA shootout? Well, here's two photos from that event, and the dealer (right photo, right-hand-side). And, yes, that's Kathy in the wide shot (left photo, top, right):
Speaking of photos that nail a moment (same laugh, 27 years apart), here's a photo I found online when I Googled my name yesterday:
It's on one of those photo sites that has millions of samples. The photgrapher is Mike Bergin and the photo is of a local, well-known country rock performer, Ron Privett (left); myself and a Honkytonk Sue impersonator (can't remember her name but she appeared at the Scottsdale niteclub Honkytonk Sue's and on Bill Heywood's morning radio show quite often). The photo must date from about 1980-81 at the Mill Avenue Street Fair in Tempe, Arizona. The T-shirt designs on the manequins are mine. I still have the shirt I'm wearing, which I bought for $40 at Eclipse on Fourth Avenue in Tucson. My son Thomas wears the shirt today.
Some of my best friends are writers and journalists, so I have, by default, become aware of the "good lead," which is newspeak for the grabber, first sentence, which opens an article. With that in mind, I think this is one of the strongest and weirdest leads I have ever read:
"In 1967, the year his boyfriend beat him to death with a hammer, the British playwright Joe Orton wrote 'What the Butler Saw,' a brilliant deconstruction of farce, which broadened the expressive boundaries of the genre, pushing it toward the kind of comedy that Ionesco called 'a theatre of violence: violently comic, violently dramatic.'"
—John Lahr, "Lay It As It Plays" in The New Yorker
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