My parents were married for more than fifty years. I have three children: boy and girl and girl, eighteen and seventeen and twelve. A friend once saw my wedding photos and asked if I had been flung into a pool-you know, one of those weddings. My skin rests atop a roiling sea of sweat.
I like saying “on the Sony lot.” I’m on the Sony lot, in a studio, and it’s freezing cold. I am in a freezing-cold studio on the Sony lot.
on a Friday in late January, in Los Angeles-specifically, Culver City.
