I know you'd probably say you don't much like the way that I've been living. That is, if there ever were any kind of reason to be giving me any attention. Don't know what it would be for. What would we talk about? I'd have to keep abreast of what's going on. If you decide to bring up current events... This is, right now, I'm a nobody. I'd be "walking in L.A." Although I'm not sure I would mind, like to see what I can find. But some people are saying that's not realistic. I shouldn't up and fly, just say goodbye to whatever it is I have learned from the biz of this town I grew up in. Wind comes sweeping down the plain. You know, I'm not particularly a fan of American Idol. Never watch it. And I don't even own a TV. Although I did play for George Huff once in a while. Though, why am I dropping names from that show to you? You're Ellen... But I was a fan of yours before you got your sitcom. At least I thought you were a goofy-assed tomboy, and in New York, that was kind of refreshing. But then again, there was the puppy episode... And I don't mean the one where you spent three grand on a dog that got repossessed by some **** away from those kids you gave little Iggy to... I mean, the other puppy episode... Me and my roommate, a woman twenty years older than me who I knew from the office where we worked, stayed home and watched it together. And I'm not ashamed to admit that that show brought us both to tears. I don't know whether you hate me for that, but here goes... And I felt that you were a friend of sorts, that I could count on. Have a little fun today, yeah, yeah... You know I've been playing the organ for the past eight years at the Christian Science church and some others too, right here in Norman, Oklahoma... And sometimes I wonder what you'd think of what I do there. Or how once upon a time I wrote a song that sounds like this: "Ever done a church gig?" sorry... I know you've said it's not only what's on the inside. And I know you're probably right... I also know I'm getting completely sick and tired of trying to measure up to standards I don't understand. And I'm probably just whining about the cruel ways of a superficial, anti-intellectual world. But, better a whiner than a player-hater, so I'm told... And I know I should probably step back a little. I know it's one thing when you do a sketch about talking to God. It's another when I'm singing a song about talking to you. Whatever the case is, as far as all that is concerned, I catch clips of you on YouTube and they bring me some lightness I might not otherwise have. Share a little love today...