Back At It

I'm back! Took a short sabbatical to check out a couple of hospitals. Piece of advise to readers - if you think you are going to pass out at the wheel, don't give it a second thought - pull the fuck over thatmoment, 'cause hitting a tree at 80 k's, hurts like hell.

The heli lift was cool and definitely on my bucket list, but the board and neck brace were bloody uncomfortable and the view of only the chopper's ceiling, a huge disappointment. My car 'is' no longer, but I live on, pretty much unscathed. Prior to the accident, I had been contemplating highlighting my life's adventures with tattoos, but now the scars collected over the years, along with the addition of the numerous recent ones, have pretty much taken care of that. I am definitely a walking storyboard now.

On a more positive note.....yesterday I had a fun book signing at Chapters Book Store, Canada's version of Barnes and Noble. It was in my hometown in Ontario, and, due to a notice in our local paper, many people from my high school days stopped by to support me and to see if I recognized

them - or vise versa. Not fair!

 . Young me.

One of my fans came to buy a second copy of my book, 'Because We Could', to pass onto a film producer friend of hers who was looking for her next project. I know that this is what it takes these days. More than ever before, it really is who you know.

In the 80's, I worked on a film with Jane Fonda. After that, we exchanged a couple of letters - her's to thank me for the great food and mine to ask if she would like to back a project I had in mind. She actually answered me.

Today, I am trying to send her a copy of my book sort of as a thank you for all the films she has done that I have enjoyed. Also, after the release of Netflix's Frankie and Grace, I thought she would enjoy my story, a lot. Now it seems she has agents for her agents and a wall around her as thick and as complicated to navigate as a rain cloud.

And we all know how my attempt to reach Burton Cummings for a coffee went... So, cross your fingers and hope for me that this film producer friend of a friend loves the read.

Some more good news, the bar on the age of my fans was raised this week with the addition of 91-year-old artist, Bobby Patterson. She loved it!