Some people are wacko, alright!
Today, for instance, a dancer I caught on HD Video in a performance last year at a Nightclub in Beverly Hills contacted me with a bizarre request without batting-an-eye.
Obviously, the silly goose hasn't any little grey cells in her pretty little head.
In a short e-mail communication, she asked that I delete her name from the credits, because she was trying to edit her performances so that only her best work would be listed on searches on the Internet.
Does this nervy little broad honestly think that she can edit life?
Just imagine, if that suddenly became the case, scandal ridden dudes like Tiger Woods and what's his name (Bullock's hubbie) would be scrambling for blemish control at all the major news outlets around the Nation fast-and-furious.
If it dawned on someone one day that the scandals appeared to have vanished into thin air - along the lines of the plot twist on Dallas years ago - the high-profile bad boys could simply assert that it must have all been a bad dream.
Sometimes the gall (and stupidity) of folks is astounding, don't 'ya think?
Send me no flowers!