Where's My Classes?

While much of what I share concerning fame and/or notoriety might seem redundant at a point, there is one angle I've not explored much. How does one handle it gracefully? You don't have to be a star to get your face noticed any more. How then do you cope with being recognized? How do you like to hear chit-chat all the time? Well, are you going to go nuts? Has some stranger out there even already confronted you with that very question? This is all the shit you forget after you disappear for a while. You forget and then you can't think why you disappeared any more, so you come back! And the next time, you last a little longer, hopefully. So I'm through with the funny walks now. I've used that up. But it was fun. And that gargoyle was asking for a face slap this morning, I'm sorry. I would have done it, no matter what. The way they scowl at you! Why do people like that? And no more humping the bus stop post either. Cross my heart. I don't know if others think the attention makes me feel important or special. It doesn't. I would feel that way in spite of the attention. But if you have something to tell me, go ahead and say it loudly either on your cell phone or to your friend in my presence. I will hear it, no problem. And it won't make me start talking to myself angrily later on in public. I would do that anyway. And when I go looking for a gig, I won't pull my amp around on a roller board with a dog leash from venue to venue and ask each venue if I can plug my amp in there because it's been a hot day. I did that last time. And I must try to avoid looking or sounding too much like my imitators, too. Always a big mistake. (Unless I'm imitating myself.) I'm showing some class this time. Never mind what I said last time.
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