I’m still struggling with this on again off again cold I seem to have acquired from Christopher this week so I took it easy last night. I’m reading the Charles Ludlam biography my friend Richard got me for Christmas. I suppose I’m a dumbed down version of Ludlam. We do have a lot in common but he’s much more extreme and intelligent and reckless then me. I was just a little luckier in the life threatening sexually transmitted disease departments. Parts of the book are fascinating and parts of it are rather boring to me but I hate to skip anything, even when there are references that I don’t particularly understand or give a shit about. This always brings back that ‘I didn’t graduate from college’ chip I have on my shoulder. I don’t know a lot basic theater and philosophical facts due to the fact that I wasn’t really present for the year I did go to college. I had discovered liquor and the nightlife and to me, the choice was easy. I have very smart friends who make esoteric references I don’t understand but they never make feel like a moron. I just usually say, “I don’t understand’. David and Edward are familiar with this drill. They’re really smart, but not snooty, but when I go to one of their parties I’m always afraid someone will try to talk to me about Elizabethan poetry to which I may nervously reply, ‘I didn’t know Liz Taylor wrote poetry‘, then laugh and run to the bathroom and sob uncontrollably.

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