The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
Chasing Tampax for Melanie Safka
by Regis Boff
She is to become my first touring job in America soon after this video. I had been driving a Checker Cab in Manhatten.
It was three shows into the tour before I saw her on stage. My first night I stayed with her two dogs in the dressing room while she performed upstairs. I could hear her.
In Cleveland, the next stop, she took me aside before she went on and asked me to find her Tampax.
It 9:00 at night. The city was dark and empty. The venue was in nowhere, and I wasn’t entirely sure what Tampax was. I was from Pittsburgh.
My triumph that night propelled me into a career of crisis management second to only a few in the arts.