We were shooting a Dollar Rent-a-Car spot with Chevy Chase (name-drop) when Chevy turned to me and said, “hope we’re going to rap on time, I’ve got a poker game tonight at Robin William’s house.”

Yes, this is the day my beautiful bride and I go to the Cavallo Point resort outside San Francisco for a much-needed escape from this suffocating everyday.

This lyric pinched from an old Loudon Wainwright song, pretty much sums up what I’m up to these days.

At my age, looking back is far more beguiling than looking ahead.

They called us six- month wonders:

Guys who enlisted in the National Guard for only six months of active duty— far better, we thought, than being drafted for two years.

I’m not a blog guy by nature – having been born in a kingdom long ago. But I feel my new book, Clinging to Ghosts, an unvarnished, hopefully entertaining look back at moments in a life, deserves an audience.