Just before sitting in my spot, stuffed between two strangers, I surveyed my row. “How many people are supposed to be in this row?” I blurted out, irritated, to the heavy-set woman sitting next to me. “Girl, a lot,” she…
My Solo Evening at the Hollywood Bowl Part I
Sounds so good, don’t you agree? I’m not against friends, but I don’t have any. I’m really picky about the company I keep and I’d rather be alone than be in bad company. That’s not to say that I have…