how often do we meet our childhood idols? it's rare that it happens. by the time i was ten, i was over ralph macchio anyway (probably 'cause i looked older than him already). what you're left with as an adult is a sense of nostalgia that you don't want to spoil by revisiting. but, sometimes a visit with an icon can do the right trick. childhood memories remain but now i sport a bald spot matching my hero's. not even pure imagination could've imagined that, yo.
nat'l press club, 2007
mr. mark would like to give teri garr a hug and show bruce willis his receding hair line.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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