Mobile porn
: I predict that the secret killer ap of ultraportable digital cameras connected to the Internet and tiny digital cameras connected to cell phones will be porn: I’ll show you yours if you show me mine. It cannot be long before you see collections of autobiographical picture porn on web sites.And I’m sure someone somewhere is writing a business plan for anonymous phone chat and dating services with pictures added. Mark my words.
What, no news?
: Right now, Connie Chung is interviewing her husband about the reports that Bill Clinton will get a talk show like Maury’s.
Elvis calling
: My old friend and colleague Chet Flippo — the legendary writer from Rolling Stone veteran now editorial director at CMT — sent me the piece he wrote about Elvis on the anniversary. He had access to Graceland when he wrote an official book — later banned by the Colonel — and recalls:
The Meditation Garden, where Elvis, his mother and father and his grandmother Minnie are buried, is one of the most peaceful places I have ever known. I still miss those clear mornings when the dew sparkled on Elvis’ gravestone and birds darted and sang among the flowers.
One morning, I was writing there, sitting alone on the stone steps before the brick wall, with its 19th-century Spanish stained glass windows, that curves around the graves and the circular central fountain. I occasionally gazed over at Elvis’ grave. “What a wasted life,” I thought. A voice, that sounded very much like Elvis, spoke quietly to me. “What about your life, man? Take a close look at that, why don’t you? Then come back and tell me what’s a wasted life.”
I have never gone in much for the spiritual or the mystical. But that was a very real experience. And I have to tell you, I did sort of take a close look at my life. I won’t say that I did anything drastic, but I did start making a lot of corrections in things I was doing that I perhaps shouldn’t have been doing. And re-examining things that I hadn’t been doing that I perhaps ought to be doing. And now I realize that I’m a whole lot better off for it. I must go back and thank him some day.
