Day Three Hundred and Fifty-Six - Suck It Ringo!

So, a few days ago Ringo Starr, my former favourite Beatle [okay, I'm not a huge Beatles fan] made the announcement that he would no longer be responding in any fashion to fan mail and that furthermore, everyone should stop sending it to him. And he said it in this truly dick-ish manner. I mean - I get it - you're a Beatle [but you *are* Ringo - I mean, for what that's worth you should be happy to have so many adoring fans] so you probably get a lot of fan mail and you have for decades and you're sick of dealing with it. So pay someone to deal with it for you. Certainly you still expect people to buy your music...so yeah - you've got to give a little. Or, yknow - not. You're rich and famous and your fans will love and defend you anyways - that's one of those things you get along with the money and fame. So good for you. But whatever happened to the Ringo from that infamous Simpsons episode?

Anyway, it got me thinking about the celebrities that I have such affection for - the ones who never seem to let me down. Well, I narrowed it down to just three and I wrote fan mail. I didn't ask for anything - like an autograph or whatever - that just doesn't do it for me. I just thought I would let these people know that they have played a role in my life and how much I appreciate that they do the things that they do. And kids - this is so hard to do. Without sounding like some weirdo stalker. Or a dorky little kid. I advise you to give it a shot and I think you will see why you don't write fan mail.

The three I chose will come as no surprise to anyone who reads my blog with regularity: Amy Sedaris, Bill Kurtis and David Letterman. I told Amy the story of how I took a huge stack of her entertaining books from the humour section of a large bookstore and moved it over to the cooking section [she was very insistent that it was not a humour book - that it was a real guide for home entertaining - I can attest that it is both] and about how much I enjoy her appearances on Letterman. I told Mr. Kurtis [he's too much of a cool old guy for me to call by his first name] how I have been watching him since I was a little one and how he inspired me to always dig deeper and to study journalism and that we share the whole turnaround on the whole capital punishment thing. And Dave - well, he's my TV dad so I told him that [in a highly senstive/non-creepy way], relating how I grew up watching him with my dad, eventually realizing that the three of us had the same zany sense of humour and also how I admired him for being such a grouchy bastard who never fails to give people the gears.

Seriously. This was difficult. Try it.