A Hundred and Fifty Bucks
This is what Radar online is paying me for a short first-person narrative of today's exhibition at the WSJ.
One hundred and fifty dollars is, I don't have to tell you, both a great deal of money and not very much money at all.
But the money's not the thing. The play's the thing. I hope they like what they get. Me liking it is very different from them doing same. If they don't, do I still get my $150? Conversely, if it suites them to a T, do I get a bonus?
For a man who often doesn't know what day it is, these are complicated questions. I think I liked my life better before I became a member of the media.
One hundred and fifty dollars is, I don't have to tell you, both a great deal of money and not very much money at all.
But the money's not the thing. The play's the thing. I hope they like what they get. Me liking it is very different from them doing same. If they don't, do I still get my $150? Conversely, if it suites them to a T, do I get a bonus?
For a man who often doesn't know what day it is, these are complicated questions. I think I liked my life better before I became a member of the media.
posted by Geoffrey at 8:43 AM
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