While in high school, I worked part-time in a funeral home.
It was a good business to be in, but we kept getting stiffed. (*chuckle*snort*)
I paid for my college room and board to study philosophy, comparative religion, and anthropology by fighting fires for the city.
One very early summer morning, I was riding on the back of a firetruck when my pants, which in my rush I hadn't properly fastened, fell down. I looked over my shoulder and was horrified to see a whole family in a station wagon closely following the firetruck to the fire. Everyone of them was wide-eyed.
That's the real reason those firetrucks you see have signs on them that say, "Stay back 500 feet."
I've been on television three times. After the first time I was on TV, I suddenly understood what Andy Warhol had been talking about when he said, "In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes."
My second wife described me as, "Ruthless, stoic, taciturn, and arrogant." After I left her, I set out to prove her wrong. But it took years to change myself. That revealed to me how difficult it is to change.
I want a dog. A big dog. But I don't have any land for it to roam on. And I do not believe in leashes.
I'm a horrible, lazy housekeeper and I've had to hire someone to come clean the place. But now that she's been cleaning for me, I tend to keep it better maintained than before.
My housekeeper asked me if there were any drawers or places she shouldn't look in. I told her she was welcomed to look wherever her job or curiosity took her.
I like to sketch nudes and portraits. I wield a mean 2B pencil. But I always fall in love with my models.
I was 12 years old the last time I went hunting. I shot a rabbit, watched it die, and decided not to unnecessarily kill again.
When I was 10, I was good enough with a .22 rifle that I could place a bullet through a squirrel's eye at 60 feet.
I decided to become celibate about a dozen years ago -- after my second marriage. The first two or so years were the toughest: I backslide three or four times. But then, I got to enjoying it.
I'm the only one I know who has gone to strip clubs to meditate. To me, that seems like a no-brainer, but I sometimes suspect no one else understands it. My preferred places to meditate, however, are not in strip clubs, but beside water -- a stream or lake. I've spent whole days meditating beside one lake or another, in many kinds of weather.
I've learned over the years that envy and jealousy are huge causes of unhappiness. But I think that to deal with them we sometimes need to understand we are profoundly alone in this world -- and that's not a truth some people prefer when it comes down to a choice between that truth on the one hand and suffering from envy or jealousy on the other.