Friday, September 21, 2012

Don't be a boob

Read my latest post on Forbes: "What Doesn't Kill You Makes You More Creative."
The day after my last chemo treatment, I went to a porn convention and wrote about it. What was I thinking? I had to double-check the dates just now. I must have been out of my mind. I was very tired. And bald. But I had something to prove to myself. I was angry I had cancer. If I’d run into cancer at a bar, I would’ve beaten the crap out of it.